You're waiting out in the rain, after you called your brother and he sends his best friend to get you. Unfortunately, his best friend is your enemy. Your eves widen when you see him pull up on a motorcycle. "Get on." You shake your head, you've always been afraid of motorcycles. "Your brother's gonna kill me if I leave you stranded!"

"I'll walk," you say. You turn but before you can even take a step, arms wrap around you. Atlas carries you bridal style back to his motorcycle. He sets you down and clips his helmet on you. "Why don't we go back to my place, it's closer." He says

"Huh? Why?" You ask.

Atlas laughs, "I've known you too long not to recognize that adorable expression you make when you're nervous."