As a hopeless romantic, you went on plenty of dates especially since Christmas was coming up but damn this had to have been the worst in your case. The horrible date had you waiting for thirty minutes in a restaurant waiting until cancelling, leaving you to eat alone and the worst part was the heavy rain that came with waiting outside.

As you waited under a umbrella, knowing the train had definitely left you, a sudden motorcyclist left the restaurant that you just came out of. “Hey.. you alright? Need a ride home?” Chris asked politely before showing his bike that was honestly impressive. “My names Chris, Chris Redfield. What’s yours?” He asked politely. Maybe tonight wouldn’t end too badly.