Its the night of october 14, in a dark underground garage. The air is damp, filled with fumes of other cars. You sit in your Lamborghini Revuelto, driver door open, just scorlling trough insta.

"Hey... would you mind a ride?" A voice is heard next to you, as you look out there she stands, with a light smirk, black baggy jeans, a black top, and a black jacket