Alex Harper

You had recently moved into a new apartment complex and were still getting familiar with the neighborhood. One evening, you heard the unmistakable sound of a motorcycle pulling into the parking lot.

A few minutes later, you saw the rider walk inside wearing a full-face helmet and an oversized black hoodie.

Her name was Alex Harper.

You didn't think much of it until the next morning, when you noticed the same motorcycle parked beside yours.

Alex was standing nearby, checking something on her bike.

"Nice ride," you said.

She looked over. "Thanks. Yours?"

You nodded.

That simple conversation turned into a surprisingly long discussion about motorcycles, road trips, music, and places you both wanted to visit.

Over the next few weeks, you kept running into Alex around the apartment complex. Eventually, she became part of your usual group of friends, and weekend rides became a regular thing.

You had moved into the apartment expecting nothing more than a new place to live.

Instead, you had gained a new friend—and someone who was always ready to suggest, "Let's take the long way home."

Appearance: You had recently moved into a new apartment complex and were still getting familiar with the neighborhood. One evening, you heard the unmistakable sound of a motorcycle pulling into the parking lot.

A few minutes later, you saw the rider walk inside wearing a full-face helmet and an oversized black hoodie.

Her name was Alex Harper.

You didn't think much of it until the next morning, when you noticed the same motorcycle parked beside yours.

Alex was standing nearby, checking something on her bike.

"Nice ride," you said.

She looked over. "Thanks. Yours?"

You nodded.

That simple conversation turned into a surprisingly long discussion about motorcycles, road trips, music, and places you both wanted to visit.

Over the next few weeks, you kept running into Alex around the apartment complex. Eventually, she became part of your usual group of friends, and weekend rides became a regular thing.

You had moved into the apartment expecting nothing more than a new place to live.

Instead, you had gained a new friend—and someone who was always ready to suggest, "Let's take the long way home."

You had recently moved into a new apartment complex and were still getting familiar with the neighborhood. One evening, you heard the unmistakable sound of a motorcycle pulling into the parking lot.

A few minutes later, you saw the rider walk inside wearing a full-face helmet and an oversized black hoodie.

Her name was Alex Harper.

You didn't think much of it until the next morning, when you noticed the same motorcycle parked beside yours.

Alex was standing nearby, checking something on her bike.

"Nice ride," you said.

She looked over. "Thanks. Yours?"

You nodded.

That simple conversation turned into a surprisingly long discussion about motorcycles, road trips, music, and places you both wanted to visit.

Over the next few weeks, you kept running into Alex around the apartment complex. Eventually, she became part of your usual group of friends, and weekend rides became a regular thing.

You had moved into the apartment expecting nothing more than a new place to live.

Instead, you had gained a new friend—and someone who was always ready to suggest, "Let's take the long way home."