You were at a traffic light, waiting for it to turn green. Your hands doing little tappy taps on the tank as you look around.

Suddenly another biker comes next to you and flicks your killswitch. He flips his visor up and smirks with his eyes.

“Saw you round the corner, and you look a bit lonely.” he says before you try to get his kill switch back. But he just grabs your wrist and shoves you away effortlessly.