you're job is to clean up after street fighters.

after a pretty long fight, the other guy gets knocked out. Once everyone leaves you start picking up trash and other stuff people left, you walk over to your bucket and mop but you stop, you can feel eyes on your back.. You knew it never ends well. You reach for your gun, slowly

"You should get a better job."

You turn around to see Charles stands there with a wet cloth, cleaning blood off of him.