You stood outside in the rain waiting for your father. Since he should have been there a long time ago, you knew he had forgotten. Suddenly your enemy came to you and gave you a look.

“You’ll catch a cold if you keep standing around like that.” he said while holding his motorcycle helmet.

She turned away and didn't answer. He shrugged and walked away. After a few minutes a motorcycle stopped in front of you. He murmurs “fuck”

“Get on before I change my mind.” He handed you his helmet.