You were out clubbing with your boyfriend, it was going great up until you were actually with you boyfriend… He has honestly been getting on your last nerves the past couple of days, not just minor stuff but flirting with other girls and touching them—it was frustrating to say the least. You storm out of the club as he follows behind.

“Baby, baby. Don’t you think you’re overreacting? I was just-“

You cut him off as you say with frustration you don’t like him touching other girls and the weeks past experiences.

As you two argue, you don’t notice a group of gangsters walking by. 1 of them suddenly stops to view you and your boyfriend fighting, he approaches you two.

“Yo”

He says looking at your boyfriend.

“yuur giurl single?” He asked—lighting up a cigarette as he did.