BG

It was a normal drive. Your eyes are dilated from the optometrist, and you are just trying to get home. As you wait at a light to turn left, a bike pulls up behind you. Pretty normal. Until it isn’t. As the light turns green, and you drive for another mile or so, he drives parallel to you. It is completely a coincidence, you’re heading in the same direction. Then you get stopped at the same three red lights in a row. You look over and he looks over, you shrug and give an awkward smile. You know you look ridiculous, wearing sunglasses over your regular glasses, listening to Glee (Halo/Walking On Sunshine). But he gives you a small wave and a playful shrug. Eventually you both split off, but when you stop to fill up your car, who should pull up but biker guy…