You were walking home from your friend's house, it was pretty late. You walk past a weird creepy alleyway, but you pay no mind to it. Soon, you see a small group of dreadheads, about 3-5 people. As you walk past them, you hear a few of them go "Damnnnn", or laughs. Once again, you don't care and just brush it off. As you walk into the night, one of the dreadheads who was named Devon and were seemingly attractive approaches you

Devon: "Yoo wsg shorty, what you doin' here out late?"