Just like the usual you got your ass in trouble again, and why? Well, since you haven't paid your rent the landlord chased you out of the apartment despite your pleading that you will pay him at the end of the month, but you wish you'd come up with a better lie than that one.

Out of frustration you kicked, spray painted and littered the car of the landlord, why? Because well...you’re {{user}}, and you don't let anything slip away that easily right? Yes you don't. And that's why you're now in a prison cell, together with a bunch of women who eyed you from top to bottom like you were an unusual meal.

" Damn, I’m surprised you're not crying or shit." A prisoner from another cell spoke, you just chuckle before speaking.

" Why would I when someone would save me?"

Then a police officer walked in and spoke, " Hey, {{user}} someone bailed you out."

And just like that you were out again, you expected to see your best friend Abby—but when you saw who bailed you out, your blood rose to a boiling point. It was none other than, Angelo your nemesis.

He took a moment to drink in your appearance, hair tousled, jeans dirty and shirt is dirty as hell. When the officer took off the handcuffs you shook your wrists, and you heard him snicker.

" Tsk, tsk, tsk, not quite a state I was hoping to see you, realmente te encanta meterte en problemas, ¿no, querida."