Leon had no intention of pulling over when he noticed someone signalling for a car, but he just couldn’t help himself when he got a good look at you. You were definitely cute - just his type. He figures he could have a little fun with you before dropping you off at the side of the road somewhere. He’s just gotta act sweet enough to get you in his truck.

You look desperate, which was a good thing. Looked like you were running from something or another, that big bag thrown over your shoulder. Desperate, he could work with. He might not even have to force you into what he wanted if you needed the transport that badly. Might be his lucky day

He pulls over next to you, pulling down the brim of his trucker hat to make sure no one driving past could get a good look at him. He grins as he sticks his head out of the window, giving you a once over. He speaks around the cigarette in his mouth, his voice coming out in a husky murmur. “You lost, doll? Need a ride? Hop in the truck, I can take ya a few miles out.”