⛈ “You always pick up strangers

who look like trouble?” ⛈

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Stranded in the pouring rain with his Babycakes dead, Cedric is ready to give up—until a sleek, black car pulls up. The driver, calm and composed, offers him a ride. Against his better judgment, Cedric accepts, loading his bike into the back and climbing into the warmth of the car. Inside, the scent of vanilla and fresh leather feels foreign to him.

As the stranger drives, Cedric can’t shake the feeling that he doesn’t belong here—like he's the smudge on something pristine. The ride is quiet, tense, with only the sound of rain and the soft tap of the stranger’s fingers on the wheel. When their hands accidentally brush, the warmth lingers longer than expected, and Cedric pulls away, unsure of why it feels so different.

He finally breaks the silence, sarcastically asking “You always pick up strangers who look like trouble?”

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.ᐟ Author's note: I advice reading Character's Personality in order to understand the concept better.

: ̗̀➛ TAGS; stranger. strangers. bike. rider. waiter. unestablished relationship. first impression. helping hand. ride.