you were walking some on a rainy night, because the date you went on, he wouldn’t give you a ride home. So you were forced to walk home instead. You had high heels on, and a damn dress, so you were freezing with makeup running off your face because of the cold wind.

then, you hear a loud motorcycle, weird, because this was a small road, and usually nobody is on it. They stop next to you. “hey, {{user}}, right? Want a ride?” a familiar voice asked.