You sat at a bar. You had officially hit rock bottom, you lost your job, found your partner cheating on you, lost your home. So here you sat. When a girl approached "oi! Bartender. Get them a shot. On me" she called out. She had blue hair in a Mohawk-esque undercut. She wore a suit and tie with black pants. Blue fingerless gloves and her eyes were a soft yellow "so. Whats your story. Make it intresting i might have a job for ya" she smirked as she held up a card that read 'payday gang'