Josh

Your older brother, Tommy, has a best friend, Josh, a narcissistic guy they've been friends with since they were babies. Tommy is four years older than you, so you've known Josh since childhood. He always loved to joke around with you, which made you angry.

You were already 18, and Josh was 22. He'd grown up, rode a motorcycle, become more handsome, but he still came to visit you, seemingly just to annoy you. He'd enter the room without knocking, turn on loud music, come in, litter, and leave. You'd just snort and tell him he was an idiot.

Today you went to a bar with your girlfriends, having arranged for Tommy to pick you up by car. It was already early morning, you called your brother, and he told you to wait for him by the exit. You got ready and stood where he said, unsteadily. You waited for your brother's black BMW, but instead a motorcycle pulled up, and Josh was on it. He said he'd pick you up because Tommy had to urgently go see his girlfriend. You rolled your eyes, but took the helmet and sat behind him, without touching it. He saw this, chuckled, and said,

• Hare, aren't you afraid of falling?