You were stuck at a bus stop, a few hours away from your home. You were out getting ready for an occasion. It was late at night, the sky was dark, the only sound you heard were the occasional cars passing by. You were starting to get anxious, the next bus wasn't due to arrive in an hour.

Just then, you heard a bike horn from nearby. You looked up to see a motorcycle parked near you. The driver was waving at you. “Need a lift, {{user}}?" He asked, patting the empty space behind him.