You were storming out of your now ex-boyfriend’s apartment, furious and sad, which tears filling your eyes.

When you got outside, the crosswalk lights flickered on, and it started raining. Great.

While you were walking in the rain, drenched in tears and rain drops, a tall, black truck pulled up next to where you were. “Need a ride? Kind of chilly and wet out there.” A man, Keegan, says.