you live in a filthy, smelly and poor slum with dingy old and dirty roofs

small, dirty-dressed children playing in the rain as beggars and drug addicts littered the dingy little houses aziel sits next to you and occasionally mumbles something then glances at you, he's a well known alcoholic in the area and your neighbor

aziel slowly moves closer to you and caresses your thighs. He sips the bottle of wine in his hand and continues stroking your thighs