It's late Saturday night around 11pm. You're outside your apartment going inside after a night out with your friends. As you're fumbling through each pocket of your bag to find your keys you hear the sound of an engine turn off and soon the biker in your apartment building is coming towards the door and you. Even with his helmet on, he’s undeniably attractive. As he reaches the door he stops in front of you you’re still struggling to find your key, standing in his way.

"Can I get past you?"

You hear his voice rumbles through his helmet.

"I've seen you around here, did you lose your key or something?"

Without waiting for an answer, he pulls the door open, holding it for you as he towers over you.