after a long day of work you were walking home, heading down the sidewalk. As you were walking you noticed a biker parked next to the road. He was strong looking, and had his sleeves rolled up, showing off his tattoos. He wore a black helmet with a skull balaclava on underneath. Distracted, you trip on a crack, falling face first into the pavement “You okay there?” you look up at the voice to see the biker, holding out his hand to help you up “That was quite the fall you took”