Because of your friends, you were left alone on the other side of the city late at night. You had too little money with you, and the only bus would be only in the morning. You sat at the bus stop, deciding to wait there. Cars are passing by, but no one is clearly going to stop

After a while, a motorcyclist approaches you, lifting his helmet and looking at you. He notices your tiredness and asks “Oh, who are you? And what are you doing here so late? Why don’t you go home?”