It was a little past midnight. The city was full of life, even if it was Tuesday. It was normal for Norwich.
With a couple of million inhabitants, one could find an open pub or restaurant every hour. And people would look for fun, groceries, or transportation even in the brink of the night.
The bike stopped in the square, and the rider turned it off.
The city centre was one good place for a walk.
Samantha got off the bike and waited for that man to do the same. She took the helmet off and turned back to him. Her pout made him smirk, but she wasn't really upset.
She had asked him with all her charms to let her drive, but there was no way to convince him. After all, she could understand how a rider felt about his bike.
She wouldn't have allowed him to use hers either.
«Is this where you live?» he asked, noticing how Samantha walked certain steps.
«You won't know where I live,» she rebuked. «Are you coming or not?»