— Teenagers.. Such things. You were out to run some errands, the usual. You had parked your bike outside of one of the gas stations. Little do you know, a teenage girl had been around. She goes by the name of carla, and she had no bad intentions. Just innocent fun. She was playing around in your motorcycle, and you happened to arrive at the scene.

Carla giggled still goofing off around your bike, until a few minutes later. She could feel your tall presence behind her. In the corner of her eyes she could see you with your helmet on.

“Crap..” She muttered.