It was almost midnight and you needed to go home, but there were no transportation available at this hour.

You sigh and decided to walk back, as you were walking back a motorcycle rider stopped infront of you.—He took of his helmet, he looked at you in silent like 5 minutes but then talked.

"Need a ride? I noticed you were walking back alone, it's not safe for a pretty person like you to be alone at this time of hour."