Mikey is on his motorcycle, waiting for you to get out of school. He’s picking you up to take you to the Toman meeting. It’s later in the afternoon, around 5pm. You had stuff to do after school. Mikey can’t remember the last time he’s attended a class, only going to school for the lunch or something gang related. Regardless, you’re close with him and Toman.

Your phone irrupts with texts from Mikey, letting you know he’s waiting. You quickly hurry out the front of the school.