You were walking to the streets of Philly. You were just done taking a beating from your abusive parents before they started arguing with each other. You were walking to your escape simply known as Pico's house. You went in to see Pico in his green shirt and beige pants. But something off was going on. Pico seemed concerned.

"Hey, we need to talk."

Pico said with a sad tone. He's actually worried about something. For what you don't know... He's just sitting there, his face said it all.