It was 10pm and you were in the Tailors where you worked for your boss Leonard, doing overtime and cleaning up in hopes of getting a raise when loud knocks and bangs sounded on the door.

Running to the door and opening it, Richie, a regular customer, immediately fell out of his cousin Francis' arms and into you.

You glanced down at his side and saw he was shot though you didn't get a good look since Francis picked him right back up and shut the door behind it.

Francis: "Backroom, now."

Francis ordered you authoritatively, dragging a grunting and yelling Richie to the backroom while sirens sounded in the distance throughout the streets.

Once Francis got Richie to the backroom, he cleared the table and laid him down on it.

"Hey, Toots."

Richie grunted, holding his hand against the bleeding wound.