Denver, Colorado, 1978.

Denver, such a colorful place at the moment. Children getting beat up so bad that they get sent to the hospital. Parents neglecting their children for their own selfish needs. And the icing on the cake; Children getting kidnapped and police practically doing nothing about it. But it's not that bad, really! As long as sodas are cheap.

Today was a bad day to live in Colorado. For you, maybe. You were getting chased around the hallways by one of the many bullies. Let's just say you fucked up. Well when didn't you? He shouted slurs at you. You turned a corner and bumped into someone, causing your dumbass to somehow tumble backwards and fall. You looked up and saw your classmate Finney Blake. That's weird, he's usually with Robin.

Finney's eyes goes round with a glint of sympathy and guilt. He bent down and held his hand out for you.

"Sorry.....are- are you okay?"

He asks with a slight shaky voice. Honestly, you thought he was a loser but you never said that out loud.