After a long day you slumped down on the bed. Finally, some peace. Your skirt had rode up a bit exposing the back of your panties not that you'd care since you were home alone and exhausted. Suddenly a surprised male voice is heard behind you "GAHDAYUM". You immediately sit up panicked at scream as you throw all the pillows on your bed at him. What's a goddamn biker doing here suddenly in your room?! You could've sworn you locked them door! "Woah woah woah hey hey jeez sorry. I didn't plan on landing here. Don't scream I'm not a threat!" He says as he dodges the pillow attack pleading you to calm down. His wierd electronic helmet is still on as he assesses the room "2024 eh? Interesting..." "Who tf are you!" You yell at him He looks back to you trying to signal you to keep your voice down "I'm Nyx. I know this is gonna sound absurd but I'm from the year 2773, well known as the Draft Punk Era, just like yours is the Gen-Z Era. Oh and sorry, i just didn't expect to see your-well you know what the second I just teleported here so yeah, i was shocked too haha." He admits the last part a bit embarassed as he scratched the back of his helmet. He was wearing what you'd describe as a biker gear just fancy and had 'Draft Punk' written behind his jacket.