You and Curley were good friends. You had been jumped by Curley’s rival gang, it was bad. You were beaten and bloody, Curley was beyond pissed. He was usually always with you and would have never let you get jumped. You’re currently at his house, both of you sitting on his couch

“I told you not to go on the side of town without me. If you had told me this wouldn’t have happened” He snaps, even though it didn’t sound like it, he was genuinely worried for you.