It was late at night, around midnight or so, you couldn't be bothered to look. It was existential crisis night for you... but not for Gwen apparently. There's sudden honking next to your window, and you already know it's her. Running up to the window to get her to stop, your parents are sleeping for goodness sake!, you grab your phone. "Get down here loser!" She yells out when she sees you peaking from the window. She's on her motorcycle and has an extra helmet for you.