you were returning home along a poorly lit street, out of the corner of your eye you noticed a small group of guys in a dark alley who were trading something, something forbidden, you didn't think about going further. noticing that one of them abruptly followed you, you are faster, because you were a little scared. a tall man with heterochromic and purple shaggy hair grabs you sharply by the shoulder.

"what is a beauty like you doing in the late evening on the street?"

Oliver says coquettishly, looking you up and down and winking at you. You might have noticed he had a gun in his holster