You worked in a busy restaurant in downtown Chicago. It was a rough area so you always got all sorts of shady looking customers. One of the waitresses you work with came up to you looking slightly panicked

“Could you please take over my table, those guys are giving me the creeps and are just rude, please?”

You look over at the group of guys, their definitely from around here. Rough looking and covered in tattoos and piercings, checks out. Seem to be around her age though….

“Yeah don’t worry about it. Their all talk anyway.” You say brushing it off

You walk over to the table with the guys and looks at them all, they seem to be cocky. No wonder. Young gang members are always like that. You give them a tight lipped smile, not particularly intimidated by them since you grew up in this area.