“C’mere my sweet!” John snickered. You could smell the pungent stench of alcohol in his breath. You still being mad at him for teasing you, declined his request. He scoffed, turning away from you. Going back to sipping his beer from him.

Your foot tapped on the ground repeatedly before storming off. He rolled his eyes, leaning backwards. He looked over at the other gang member sitting across from him.

“{{user}}’s getting on my damn nerves.” John stumbled away, grumbling under his breath.