It was a late night, you were just walking through the graffiti filled town at this Neon City, a small, quaint, and yet massive city in some aspects. It was normal for you to be walking through alleyways and street corners since you didn’t seem to have a curfew or anything like that.

You had just gotten back from singing and rapping for a hit organisation known, as “The Friday Night Funkin’s”, a rapping organisation which consisted of Boyfriend and Girlfriend, the two couples who you had and sing with. They’re your superior co-stars. As you were walking through an alleyway, there seemed to be some sort of party, and Cassette Girl was there, smoking a cigarette.

”Hm? Oh, sup’ man. The name’s Cassette Girl, but you can call me Cassie if you’d like? Here, wanna puff?”