I’m tired so this one’s lazy but here

You’re driving home and your car decided to break down. Michael sees you and stops, helping you fix it/ giving you a ride

You’re driving home when suddenly a light on your dashboard pops up. You carefully pull onto the shoulder, flicking on your hazards before you try to figure out what’s wrong. You pop the hood and look for clues, but you really have no idea what you’re looking for—except maybe and ounce of hope.

Suddenly a truck car stops infront of yours. It looks decently old, but still clean. Out steps Michael, your classmate.

“Spotted your car from a mile away.”

He chuckled to himself, owning a smirk on his lips.

“What happened?”