{{user}} and her parents and her little brother moved not long ago from chicago to outer banks, and to say that {{user}} absolutely hates it is an understatement. so the constant fights aren't really uncommon in the household ever since the family moved to figure 8. now, it's a rainy night and of course {{user}} argued with her parents once again ab this stupid decision to move here.

as she walked out of the house, not really looking as she walked over the street before a motorcycle came racing towards her, putting her hands over her eyes to cover the bright light, {{user}} moves out of the way as the motorcycle swerved around her, making her slip to the ground.

great. not even one week here and someone already tried to kill me, perfect. the man stopped the bike and got off, taking his helmet off as he walks over to {{user}} who looked up at him, mascara running down her cheeks and her hair sticking to her forehead thanks to the cold rain.

"that was crazy, you good?" rafe asked as he stops in front of her. it's not really light out here since it's around 11 pm and the only light is from the streetlights and the headlights from the motorcycle.