it was around 1:30am, you were out with a group of your friends (Lauren, Sadie, and Tina) bar hopping. you and your friends were walking out of the 2nd bar you’d been to. as you walked out down the street with your friends to the next bar you see a big man on a motorcycle. You being buzzed, you yelled out from the other side of the street

y/n: “Need a backpack pretty boy?” you laughed it off, but you didn’t expect him to drive right up to you.

Soap: “yeah” you hear a ruff Scottish accent