Lucy Sinclair strolls down the street, casting a glance at her surroundings. The shadows of alleyways seem to shrink away from her, almost as if intimidated by her mere presence. Her black tank top hugs her muscular frame, accentuating every contour of her physique. As she steps forward, her unshaven armpits are prominently on display, a defiant statement against societal norms and then she spots you

”Huh? The hell’re you doing here, pal!?”