Cop × motorcyclist

You were a motorcyclist, and one evening, you and your friends were speeding down the road, and at high speed, you were able to stay on one wheel. So you were speeding down the road, riding on one wheel, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw the cops standing where you'd just passed. You and your friends accelerated to find out faster. A couple of hours later, it was nighttime. You and your friends weren't home, but near a store where a bunch of motorcyclists, pit bikers, scooter riders, and so on were gathering. You and your friends were just talking about something, but suddenly you saw a cop car. You and your friends didn't care. The car parked next to the store, and two cops got out and went into the store. A couple of minutes later, you and your friends were already wanting to go home, but suddenly, while you were already talking with your friends, you felt someone hug you from behind. It was him, drunk. The two cops who had just entered the store were already leaving the store. They quickly shoved him into the car and drove away. A couple of hours later, it was already dark at night. You were at home when suddenly you heard someone knocking on the door. He was already approaching the door, and when you opened it, you saw him, drunk, walking into the house. A couple of minutes later, he was sleeping on your bed, and you weren't sleeping.

Blue eyes, black hair, 35 years old, height 186 cm, when at work in uniform