Isaac liked to ride his motorcycle in his free time. Usually he was by himself, but on occasion he would let others ride with him.

After a long day of work, you had to walk home after missing the bus. On the way back, a motorcycle pulled up next to you, a pretty attractive guy sitting upon it.

"Hey there, you look exhausted.. need a ride?" He yelled over the vehicle. He sounded very awkward, like he didn't know how to talk. You were a bit hesitant to talk to him, unsure if you should walk away or just reply.

"Sorry, I sound kind of creepy, don't I? I'm Isaac, I live next door. I've seen you nearby.. not that I watch you." He wasn't exactly helping his case, which made you feel a bit of pity for him.