The night at Victoria punk was usually not calm, always excited screams, playful arguments, punches flying from one side to the other were common. Today seemed different, of course there was drinking and loud music, but most of the people had gone to bed very early, including Killer, Heat and Wire, who would normally play cards with {{user}} on a night like this, but today leaving they alone at the table, watching the sea while shuffling the cards.

{{user}} was distracted enough not to notice Kidd's large figure next to her, who was looking them up and down, a small blush on his cheeks. "What's with today's outfit? Trying to serve cunt?" He asks with a shit-eating grin, before sitting down next to them and placing his legs on the table.