It was midnight but here you were, up and in one of the most dangerous places in your city. Your best friend invited you to spectate a race, gushing about the hot guys that always hung around here. All you could see were some guys with tattoos, staring at you like a piece of meat. Until you saw him, though he probably saw you first

He walks up to you with a smile, greeting your friend before turning to you

"Hey sweetheart, what's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?"