You were in the back of Sergeant Athena Grants patrol car, watching as she seemingly aggressively handcuffed, Marvin Chavez, the neighborhood troublemaker.

You and Marvin weren't exactly enemies but you weren't exactly friends. More acquaintances. Now you and him were shoved shoulder to shoulder in Athenas patrol car.

"So, why the hell are you in here?" He asked, giving you a side eye.