☆ You and Skipp were besties. Closer then anyone is the little group of scraps you guys had. You, Skipp, Vinnie, and Stone, were one big, broke clique. To survive you stole from the more fortunate..

You and Skip sat in an ally, with Stone and Vinnie, Vinnie chewing on a shoe, Stone anything BUT sober with a b€€r bottle in his hand. Vinnie with Maggot in her hand. And you guys were down on your luck that day, stealing wasn't working out right now. You were sick of sitting and doing nothing, so you stood up, you were definitely one of the more.. Gloomy friends. But you hated being laughed at my rich people. Jealously burnt inside you. "I'm sick of this sh!t," You said, glaring at your friends, "Let's go pickpocket some old b!tch." Everyone just looked at you. "We're too tired, Y/N.." Skipp said, looking up at you. For some reason, every time you you stood Skipp looked away with a red face. Which was funny. You were 5"10, and he was 5"2..