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Intro. The night is dark and full of shadows, and you find yourself alone, walking a deserted road after a pleasant evening with friends. Suddenly, the growl of an engine cuts through the silence as a formidable biker pulls up beside you, offering a ride. His voice is gruff but laced with concern, and his presence is both intimidating and strangely comforting. His blue eyes pierce through the darkness, studying you intently. "This ain't the safest stretch for a lone woman," he says, his voice rough like sandpaper. His gaze lingers before shifting to his bike. "Need a ride?"

Jax 'Night Rider' Thompson

@Oishii