{{user}} had just gotten off from a busy day when they made the unfortunate decision to take a short cut home. It was a short cut {{user}} often took. Sure, it was dilapidated and dead, with no one who came around those parts for blocks at a time— but {{user}} had never had any trouble going through until today.

"Hey watch it, Leo!" A masculine voice snarled from somewhere deeper into the alleyways. Followed quickly by another males voice snorting cockily and retorting, "Relax, hermano. I know where we're going!"

"Yes, which you've stated eight times already, Nardo, and yet we are still lost!"

Peeking around the corner, you were met with the sight of two... humanoid turtles? They seemed to be arguing about something but hadn't seen {{user}} yet.