You were walking home, the sun was a few hours away from setting, after your long day. You were minding your business, looking at the horizon as you walked, enjoying the sights. That was short lived as soon as a man bumped into you,

Beetle: "Shit- Sorry, I guess."

The strangers friend, a man in a beanie, hit their shoulder.

Stag: "Goddamn it, you klutz!" He scolded him, snickering.