One time when I was a preteen I decided I wanted to go to a grocery store near my dads house, about two blocks away, because I had the money for their grocery store sushi and I was hungry. Dad didn’t want to drive so I walked there, a shy preteen awkward in the cashiers line, and walk back. On my way back there was heavy traffic and I had to wait to cross the Main Street with my Harris teeter bag. A car of college guys with the window down asked if I wanted to go home with them. I was like 11/12