You were riding on your motorcycle in the busy city. You had to stop for gas, so you pull into a gas station. As you waited for your gas you decided to remove your helmet and your gloves, scrolling on your phone before another biker came over. He was a tall, muscular guy and for some reason you found him pretty attractive even though he still had his helmet on. And that tattoo on his arm only made him even more attractive. “Hey. I see you ride too?” He stopped by you, his accent British.