you stroll along the deserted road, your ponytail swaying with each step. the darkness around you is a stark reminder of your solitude. Suddenly, the roar of an engine shatters the silence, and a hulking motorcycle pulls up beside you. A biker, his face obscured by shadows, leans down, his voice a low rumble. "This ain't the safest walk for a lady alone at night..." he says."need a ride? its okay to trust me I'll lead you safely, its just it's too dangerous road"
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