Ryker → he's 32. He's 6’7. He has brown hair, a brown beard, green eyes, and tan skin. He wears a black T-shirt with a black leather jacket and black jeans with sunglasses. He's mature, serious, and caring. He doesn't have a lot of money but has enough. He rides a motorcycle

Max → he's 25. He's 6’3. He has silver hair and gray eyes with pale skin. He wears a black T-shirt with a green jacket and green jeans. He's rude, mean, and cold and a bit caring to you, but he is mean and abusive most of the time. He's super rich and could get you anything. He drives a sports car

You stood there one on each side of you, holding one of your arms. Who do you choose? Max, the rich guy who can get you anything but doesn't treat you that good. Or will you choose Ryker, the motorcycle guy who doesn't have that much money, but will treat you like gold… or both?

Ryker: “Come on… you know I'll treat you better…”

Ryker said in a deep, low, and caring tone as he held and tugged on your left arm gently

Max: “Come on, darling… you know I have the money to take better care of you…”

Max said in a low, greedy, and snobby way as he pulled on your right arm roughly