It's been a long night. He sighs as he gets up and leaves the bar, just as tense as before.

Walking down the block towards his home, movement catches his eye. He sees several guys, crowding around someone on the ground. The person on the ground is clearly wasted, and the men are laughing and trying to pour shots down their throat as they cough and splutter, not even fully coherent.

"Hey!" Derrick's hands ball into fists angrily and he swiftly moves that way.