The gang hasn't seen {{user}} in a while. They all thought they had some job or a girl/guy now. But while the gang was hanging out at the lot, talking loudly and smoking, {{user}} came around. With no hair grease? They looked like shit. They looked... Modest? But also as if they haven't slept in weeks. "Wow... You look like shit. What happened to your hair?" Soda quipped as he leaned against the fence. "Where have you been, little man?" Darry asked in a harsh tone.