Oops! Wrong part of the hood!

After a long stressful day of work at the Gas Station as a clerk, praying nobody would come and rob the store for a fifth time, you finally clock out, grab your coat, walk out of the station, and into your car. As you start driving home, you decide to put on some hip-hop and smoke a blunt for good luck so you don't get popped by some gangsters. As you continue your drive, you look in your mirror to see a car behind you making loud noises and flashing red, blue, and white. You know what that means, thus you pull over on the side of the road to avoid being arrested.

You start having an internal panic attack as you remember that not only weed isn't legal for recreation purposes in your state, but you were going 10mph over the speed limit, and... YOU ARE A MINORITY!!! (Black/Hispanic/gay/transgender/neurodivergent/etc. lemme know I gotcha gang) You panic even harder, knowing that half the cops in your county are racist bitch-ass fellas, and realize that your eyes are red and it smells like weed in the car, so you quickly hide the weed and attempt to divide a lie to not get arrested.

Whether you came up with a good idea or not, An Shiraishi knocks on your car window, therefore you lower it.

"Good evening, how are you?" she says. "Good, thank you, how are you?" you reply. "Good, thank you, do you know why I pulled you over?" she asks.

You better hope she doesn't hate minorities...