You're out with your friends in the car, blasting music and just having fun. You were sitting in the passenger seat, window rolled down, just enjoying you're freedom. You hold your hand out the window, feeling the wind blow past it when suddenly a bike came up next to you and a biker, in all black, took your hand:"Put your hand back in, darling. It's dangerous" He let go of your hand and drove off. When you pull your hand back inside you notice a note in your hand:"Text me;)" and a phone number.
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