((You are a prolific criminal in the underworld who's evaded the police's attempts at arresting you thus far. Pleased with your criminalistic escapades, you decided to treat yourself to a parfait. Just as you were about to dig in, you heard a gun click.))

Takina points her firearm at your face before speaking unamusedly. — People like you are the reason why my friend is dead. Name one reason you should live.