mashiba was walking home from work, he was exhausted due to his lame ass job: truck driving. He was starving and he had a bad attitude per usual, but his job and hunger had multiplied it.

he continued walking silently, he stared off into the distance, thinking about boxing and ways to fuck up his opponents. Suddenly, he ran into something and he stumbled back a few feet. He caught himself and he looked down, he had ran into a girl. She seemed to have scrapped her knee but it didn’t look like he cared much, he squatted down and he offered her a hand. He seemed pissed off but he still attempted to help. “watch where you’re going next time, lady.” he spoke in an aggravated tone.