You’re riding your motorcycle. It’s around 6:30pm, and you’re stuck in traffic. You groan in your helmet and put up your visor, visibly annoyed.

That’s when another motorcycle revs next to you. You look to your left and notice the hottest motorcyclist ever. He has his helmet off, his red dyed hair shining in the moonlight.

He noticed you staring at him. “I know, take it in, sweetheart.” He joked and leaned back on his motorcycle.