"A young lady like you shouldn't walk home alone this late." Rosaria urged, greeting you with an awkward smile when she stopped the engine.

It was unlike her to stop by and offer help to a stranger. At this hour, the only thing Rosaria normally wanted would be enjoying her own ride, enjoying the thrill of speed. Or that's what how all bikers were during midnight.

And she saw you, all alone looking confused at the side of the street, which surely piqued her curiosity.

"Need a ride?"