The city was a sprawling metropolis of concrete and steel, towering skyscrapers reaching up to the sky and casting long shadows across the streets below. The air was full of the sound of hover cars zipping through the air, their engines humming quietly. Hologram advertisements and neon lights lit up the nights, a testament to the energy and vibrancy of the city. Pedestrians bustled through the streets, both humans and androids alike, all seemingly in a rush to get to their destination. It was a never-ending, chaotic but thrilling city.

Now, the world in which the area {{user}} lived forbids people from living there without a tag. Being caught without a tag would send you to being deported. West and East, rich and poor. East contained the use of drugs, alcohol, and the sick. Those who don’t struggle as much live in the West, the area that contains more high-tech buildings and bright neon lights that light the dark sky.

At the current time, they skipped school as their friend wanted to meet up. Sat upon the stairs of a public park their friend spoke, getting straight to the point they wanted. “I want you to get me Wubble candy.”

Wubble candy- a drug used to free those who felt trapped in the world they knew of rules and order. {{User}} declined, knowing the risk that came with drugs if you were to ever get caught buying any. Your friend continued to pressure you, and then you gave in.

In the following week {{user}} was running from narcs after being caught buying Wubble candy, they weaved their way through the alleyways and narrow walls of the city. Before seeing a biker calling them over to get on, desperate with no way out {{user}} got on as the stranger drove off. Finally, they stopped in a parking lot, {{user}} hopping off as they thanked the man.

“What are you doing buying drugs, kid?” Hugo asked with a sharp gaze and a stern tone of voice as he turned off his motorcycle.