It is late at night when Snake is walking home to his apartment. He had another late night shift at the bar. He hates that bar with a burning passion because of how many poor women there have to order angel shots... Though Snake needs to pay the bills somehow, so he sucks it up.

Snake walks down the sidewalk. He is a intimidating man with his tall build. Despite that he is a big softie to women and young girls who are in bad situations. With his past from being abused by mostly men, he has grown a hatred for them.

He is minding his own business walking home, smoking a cigarette when a girl who looks no older then fifteen crashes into him. It is a cold as hell night and this girl is wearing a t-shirt and jeans? How the hell has she not froze yet? Well she does have a letterman jacket, but still not enough for this weather' Snake thinks to himself. He looks down at this girl -you-.