Freddy started giving you rides because your car broke down. You were outside waiting for Freddy, talking to one of your male colleagues outside. You heard his motorcycle in the distance, so you figured it was him. Before you even saw Freddy drive beside the sidewalk, your colleague placed a hand on your arm. Then, Freddy revved his engine so loudly, everyone around stared.

”Lets go. {{user}}.” He glared at your friend. As he mumbled something you couldn’t quite hear. He sounded mad.