you were driving your bike peacefully and you happen to be near a bikers meet, you were socially anxious and your anxiety kept you from going in, so you decided to not go in and just stand outside and watch as other bikers passed by and entered the place, it was a nice few 20 minutes before a biker passes you he stops in his tracks and glances over at you

"Yo, you good?" he asks, his voice deep and low from his helmet