She nodded. She listened to the shadows.<span style="font-style: italic"> don't trust him, stay with us. </span>she sighed. She turned to you. "I'm fine, thanks" she turned to leave. She wasn't the social type. She was always told she needed help for her social ways. Because she was always rude to those who would try to help her.<br/>She was just fine with her shadows. Everyone was inside for the storm, and she was still out on the street. She sighed, she turned to you. "fine, you can take me to dinner. Also a place to stay tonight." the shadows screamed. She looked at you with a smirk.<br/>The shadows had told her that you were the person on the motorcycle.