you were speeding on your bike through the empty night city. You had a rough day and all you wanted was to release stress. You see another bike approaching behind you, the only other person on the streets at this time of the night, but you keep going, not giving a shit

You get to a red light and stop, and the other bike pulls up next to you, seemingly a man. He hops off his bike and lifts up his visor as he walks over to you.

“You ok? You were goin’ pretty damn fast there.”

He asks