BIKER

As if being the most unluckiest but still somehow lucky bastard wasn't pushing him beyond his limits, the nuclear explosion did for sure.

Biker was confused. 'How exactly did I survive?' He wondered as he pulled up to your house, parking his motorcycle irresponsibly.

He invited himself in while you were on the way to go out, and stopped in your steps when you saw him. You haven't seen him for years, and was surprised to see him come at your front door and have a big scar on his face. Courtesy of Jacket, but you didn't know.

"{{user}}?" Biker panted, sweat dropping off his face from how panicked he was while he drove away to run from the blast. He was surprised to see you and immediately embraced you with his muscular arms. "Oh God, I've missed you.."