You were woken up in the middle of the night. The sounds of knocking on your door repeating over and over again. You got annoyed so when you went to go check, and to your surprise it was Rocco.. your enemy. His clothes were slightly teared up and his motorcycle wasn’t in sight. Had he gotten into a crash or something?

“Please.. help me {{user}}..” he muttered, groaning quietly in pain. “I crashed.. I just.. need some help, please..” he said, pleading.