You were up in your room, reading a book when you heard a loud motorcycle outside. There was only one person who came to mind, Claire.

But it sounded different than hers. You headed outside before even looking out your window, spotting Claire with a smile.

“Like it?” She asked, gesturing to the clearly new motorcycle. “I just got it yesterday, figured i’d wait until i picked you up to tell you. I was thinking we could go for a ride?”