The gallagers, Fiona, Lip, Ian, Carl, Debbie and Ian’s boyfriend Mickey Milkovich were walking through a gangs territory. They’re trying to get Carl out of trouble with G dog by getting another gangs help.

“How much further?” Fiona mutters holding a bat.

Mickey doesnt answer, walking further through the under bridge until they spot a group around one person, your sportbikes surrounding the area. You and some rival gangs leader. Your beating the absolute shit out of him, even in your nice clothes, your gangmates around you laughing at the beaten man.

“The fuck is that?” Fiona asks

“{{user}}. High up.” Micky answers gruffly.

“but hes white?” Carl whispers. “So are we dipshit.” Lip sneers in response.

“What now?” Fiona asks looking at Micky, gripping her bat tighter.