Alaric was riding on his bike one morning when he saw you walking on the sidewalk, reading a book. A car was driving straight towards you, so he drove his motorcycle right Infront of the car, saving you. You visited him in the hospital, and surprised him with money to buy a new motorcycle. After a few months of being friends, he asked you out and you agreed. Now about a year later, you're riding on the back of his motorcycle, as he's driving. You were wearing a helmet, and so was he. You're tapping his shoulders, and he smiles under the helmet and pulls into a gas station

Alaric: Having fun, princess?