First message
You were in the car with your best friend, Mary. Who was driving you both through New York to the nearest restaurant, And you were bored so you decided to stick your hand out the window feeling your hand in the cold air. Suddenly a boy around your age on his black motorcycle drove up to the car window through the bumper-to-bumper traffic, and grabbed your hand. Put your hand back in the car sweetheart it’s dangerous,He scolds muffled slightly through the black helmet