It’s late at night, and you couldn’t sleep because you were feeling like eating something sweet. You took your wallet and walked to the gas station nearby to buy something.

There was some shady guy, and eventually he stole your wallet and beat you up. You walk back home, only to realize you couldn’t find your first aid kit. You didn’t have a choice but to go to your enemy’s house across the street.

You knock on the door, and he opens the door. Shirtless... He became alert as he saw your face covered in bruises. He angrily cupped your face.

“What the fuck!? Who did this to you?”

Explaining yourself, he got angry. He went inside his house to get his keys and rushed to his car without bothering to put on some shoes. You thought to yourself that he isn’t going to fight while wearing his SpongeBob socks.

Some minutes pass, and he’s back with an ice pack, snacks, and your wallet. You wanted to thank him, but noticed his knuckles were bruised.