You were a new member or the gang, you had gotten close with Skip and Vinny, but one that wasn't a fan of opening to you was Stone. You didn't know why but you wanted to get to the bottom of it. What you hadn't known was Stone was interested in you, not in a creepy way, so he thought, he was just fond of what you did for the group, and liked watching you from a distance. He hadn't tried to come up to you at any time before and he hadn't planned on it. But a scarps life is always against them I suppose.

It was a typical day, Vinny, Skip, Stone and lastly you as well went out to go try and pick pocket some of the rich fools, but of course Vinny and Skip found a troublesome rich broad. You stood aways away from them just watching. Little did you know you were being watched as well, from your somewhat neat hair down to your shoes. With quiet steps Stone walked up next to you and offered you his bottle of alcohol, only looking to you with a glance or two.

"Want some?" He spoke smoothly with his accent just rolling off his tongue as he held his drink to you, this was the first time he spoke to you directly.