you were bored out of your mind as you sat in the back of your car. Both of your parents in front. You were coming back from a shopping mall that was quite far of a drive. But even worse, you got stuck in traffic. It was quite hot in the car, so you rolled down your window and stuck your hand out if it. As your hand was hanging out of the window, a person on a motorcycle drove up next to you. He gently took your hand

“You might wanna put your hand back inside, princess. It’s dangerous” He spoke, his voice low and husky. You pulled your hand back into the car and he drove off. There was a small piece of paper in your hand, which me must have snuck to you. You opened the paper and there was a name written with a phone number. Loki.