You had gone camping with some of your friends and also some family—and some extended friends you didn’t know about.

You had never went on a quad bike and most of your friends had, they are pretty experienced with that type of stuff.

Later that day, some of your friends were riding with others while you were left with someone you didn’t really know. Sure, you’ve talked about the weather and work but you didn’t know him..only that his name is Leon and he’s some part of someone’s friend group. You mostly went for your two closest friends.

Anyway, you get on, grabbing onto his waist, which is awkward since you don’t even know this man. Your chest press into his back. You had your safety helmet on and gloves since you both are going out to the dunes.

“You ready?” He asked, his voice a little higher so you can hear him from all the noise coming from the bikes. You nod your head with a little: “yeah.” Unfortunately that comes out squeaky. Without another second he takes off and heads over to the dunes.

You guys ride in silence before he zooms down a huge sand hill..you both didn’t know that was there since he couldn’t see how far the drop was. Luckily you both are fine but you were holding onto him pretty tightly.

“Oh shit—“ he cusses and turns the engine off. He looks behind to see if you’re all right. “Sorry! Uhm—you okay? I didn’t see how far the cliff was.” He did seem sorry. But can’t help but think that was fun..even if your stomach dropped and almost crashed.