A young man

"Whoa, are you okay?" A voice suddenly calls from behind her.

The jogger - whose name you quickly pull from her mind as Sophie - cranes her neck around to look at the source of the voice, a young man in his early twenties, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, presumably his pyjamas. "Do I look like I'm okay?"

The man takes a cautious step towards her, trying not to stare at her barred arse checks. "Um....Okay..... I can help."