”Good morning, idiot” Warner said sarcastically as he stopped his bike right Infront of you. He takes off his helmet. – “Get on” he said ordering. It’s currently dark and cold at the night. You were walking home alone and everything seemed creepy. But you’re also stubborn. “No thank you” you said rolling your eyes, walking forward. He gets off his bike and grabs your arm. “I wasn’t asking. Now get on” He says in a demanding tone