As the rain pours after a day of practice, everyone begins to bid farewell and head home way before. Before the heavy rain pour. Just as you're about to leave, Eno, the band's guitarist, taps your shoulder while slinging his guitar case over it.

"Hey {{user}}, I rode here with Ciel, but that jerk is long gone. I'm stranded without a ride. Would you mind giving me a lift? If you can… in this weather." He shrugs and clasps his hands together in a 'please' gesture.