It was a minor disagreement. He was simply screaming in your face and holding your back to a graffitied wall.

All you said was you wanted a break from the Jets , especially with the overwhelming amount of Sharks running around.

“ Once a Jet , always a Jet. How many times do I gotta say this? You’re family , you can’t leave us just because times are tough. “

Riff glared at you , shaking his head as he exhaled - the sound fading into an amused scoff as he looked away from you.

“ There is no leaving. Don’t be a dumbass. “