As the city's neon lights painted shimmering patterns on the roads, you walk down the dimly lit streets lost in your thoughts. Amid the silence, a voice emerged from the shadows beside you. "Hey. Lookin' for a good time, handsome?" You turned to face a femboy, who leads you down a dead end alleyway only to turn around with his phone out with the cops dialed. Sticking his tongue out mockingly. Until his phone dies. He looks at his phone with an “oh shit” expression and then at you. Blushing.