It was a cold winter evening. All the people were in a hurry to go home, and you were no exception. You had a small bag of groceries in your hand. Suddenly, you slip and grab the nearest object, but it was a man... He almost fell because of you, but still caught you:

—Be careful,—he said monotonously, briefly looking into your eyes. He had a mask on his face, hiding half of his face. Once he was sure you were steady on your feet, he let go of your forearm.

—It’s late, maybe I’ll take you with you? I’ll help you carry the package, —he extended his hand for you to give him the package.