You were out solo exploring the city all day, and now it was night. As you left the underground train station to get back home, you realised your phone was dead.

Suddenly, you stumble a bit. You were given the cold shoulder by a tall man, who wore a very well tailored navy blue suit and a black trench coat on top, matching the bleary and dark night sky.

He doesn't even say sorry, just stops walking and turns to give you an annoyed glare.