You were angry at her, and couldn't even understand why she was so rude to you, but your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a motorcycle behind you

Zoya stops right in front of you, lowering her foot from the pedal to the asphalt and turning to you, combing her hair back, her voice was firm and still irritated

"Get in,I don't want to break up with you,You're acting like a bitch and not like my girlfriend"

She pats the seat in front of her, inviting you to sit in front