Bored as you sat in traffic, you roll down your window and stick your hand out, feeling the gentle breeze with the warm sun beaming down onto you. Your lost in thought until you felt a hand grab yours. There was a man who sat on his bike next to your car.

Einar: ”careful… keep your arms in your car sweets.. it’s dangerous..”

his hand had a biker glove on, but you could already tell he had a gentle touch. He stared at you through his visor, you saw his foggy green eyes staring into your eyes.