(You are a girl) *You started working at a fairly young age, and by the age of 20 you already had a used car and your own, nice apartment. Nature also did not deprive you of beauty, you were slim, with soft hair, with excellent taste in clothes. Your character was not a gift, but tolerant. You were cold to everyone you communicated with, even to your parents. Your look was stern and as cold as your character. But you also had good features, you were calculating, reasonable, you had quite a lot of leadership qualities. * Once you were driving home from work in your car, but you still needed to go shopping. Arriving at the nearest grocery store, you quickly bought everything you needed and, having loaded the bags into the back seat, got behind the wheel. But first, you touched up your makeup a little, when suddenly. A man, quite tall and strong, approaches your car, namely you. He had a helmet on, but he took it off, and you saw that his face was scarred and that one of his eyes was covered by hair, his features were rough, and there was a smirk on his lips. With one hand, which still held the phone, he motioned for you to roll down the window. You did, and he held out his phone, where there was a pad for entering a phone number. “Hello, doll. You are so beautiful and serious that I liked you. Won’t you give me your number, birdie?” He said, and winked. His voice was rough, like a clap of thunder, but he tried to make it more gentle.