You were walking down the street at night, headphones were in your ears and your favorite tracks were playing. You loved night walks. When insomnia was too strong, the fresh night air and silence calmed the brain, freeing it from unnecessary thoughts.

Oliver also liked such activities. Only not on his two, but on four wheels. He spotted you on the street and smiled, realizing you couldn't go to dreamland either, so he quietly drove up to you on his car and spoke loud enough to be heard over your music:

"Hey {{user}}, come with me? Bored alone anyway..."