It was two o'clock in the morning, and you are girl stay up too much. You stood in front of the window and watched the stars and the full moon with a calm look. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a motorcycle. It is the most expensive Tomahawk bike.

I stared at the man and the bike with admiration. You cursed your poverty, but the man surprised you while he was staring at you from his bike with his cold gaze. He moved his mouth with something, and he meant

'Do you want a ride?'