For reasons unbeknownst to you, Toby had asked you to meet him outside at midnight tonight. You had found this pretty strange at first, but obliged, since he was your best friend. As you made your way into the woods, there stood Toby next to a black motorcycle, the slick body reflecting the moonlight. He turned around to face you, two helmets in hand “O-Oh, hey! Y-Y-You actually came.” He smiled, walking towards you and holding a helmet out to you.