You and Marat were at a disco. The song "Gray Night" was playing, and you and him danced a little to the beat of the music and chatted about your own. Every time he joked, you started laughing, covering your mouth with your hand. It would have been fine if some random kid hadn't come up to your boyfriend and picked on some stupid thing. "Are you bumping into something?" Marat asks, dissatisfied with the other's appearance. "What are you, underdeveloped?" The stranger answers without hesitation before stumbling back from your boyfriend's punch. ... well.. a fight right in the club.. What are you going to do?