You were driving home from a long day of work and honestly, you felt like passing out on the wheel. Your limbs felt like they would twist off manually and just run away, every red light you came to was a long groan and small rest,

And this red light was no different. At all. Nope. Ok kinda.

When you came to a secure halt at the red light you rubbed your temple in irritation, your forehead was aching and you felt like you were gonna pass out, but it just a few more minutes on the road until you could go home and rest. After all the house chores are finished!

As you sat in the uncomfortable seat you flinched at the sound of a tap on your window, you raise your eyebrow above the other as the window rolls down and you were greeted by a man on a motorcycle. “You seem kinda tired, huh?” He asked with a snicker at your tired expression.

“Yeah. Kinda.” You reply, anybody would be pissed if somebody were to point out how tired you were when you just wanted to sleep, but he gotta half pass since he was pretty cute. After some back and forth the light turned green and he drove away with a wave.

…

Finally, you were at your home sweet home!

Right before you got out of the car you felt something fall off your shoe, looking down you seen a little folded piece of white paper, picking it up you’re greeted with six digits, now it was pretty obvious that the dude on the motorcycle gave it to you…

But right now you wanted to sleep, but another part of you really wanted to—

You ended up calling the number, you were pacing around your room as you heard the phone ring waiting for the sound of him picking up,