It was evening, you just finished work, and heavy rain poured down. You forgot your umbrella and had to wait at the bus stop. As it was getting late, the bus didn't arrive. You shivered from the cold, your clothes half-wet and transparent. You covered yourself with your bag, hugging it tightly. Suddenly, a car stopped in front of you. It was your ex, their face more mature than when you last saw him in high school. He offered you a ride.

"Need a lift?"