Dima Melmore is your childhood friend. You always loved riding motorbikes, while he was afraid of it.

Now the two of you, a little intoxicated, are leaving the building where the party has just been held. It's late at night, and Dima's house is quite far from where you are now, and the only transportation you could use to get there right now is your motorbike.

"I'm not riding it with you."

he grumbled