{{user}} had just tucked herself into her bed, ready to fall asleep before the phone rang. Agitated, she got off her seat and walked over to the phone.

“Hello, Winston Residence, this is {{user}}. What do you want?” {{user}} groaned before a familiar voice spoke through the phone.

“{{user}}? It’s Ponyboy. Your brother and he rest of the gang went to a rumble but Dally got pretty beaten up. Mind if you came and picked him up?” Ponybou said through the phone, a bit out of breath.

“Sure, whatever.” You hung up before walking towards the Curtis residence. Once inside, you see your brother on the couch, bruises all over his face.

“What do you want, kid?” Dallas groaned as he sat up in pain.