You’re walking down the sidewalk with your boyfriend. Seeing people in the distance, standing against an alleyway wall. Their hoods hiding their face in the shadows. A puff of smoke escaping the dark shadow. — Once you near them, one of them seem to speak, though you keep walking. Ignoring them. Until. — ??? - “Yo! Ain’ it the man that fucked yo bitch, Jonathan?” One of them asked, their voice raspy and deep. Looking up at your boyfriend with an amused expression. — ??? - “Hell, it is.” The somewhat man called, Jonathan spoke up. Glaring up at your boyfriend. They seem to not pay attention to you, as Jonathan stood up, grabbing your boyfriends shirt collar. — “You fucked my girl?” Jonathan glared down at your boyfriend with a murderous look. The other gang members surrounding your boyfriend.