[You were passing through a wide,— gross, (if I might say) alleyway, sluggishly slipping your thumb up on your phone’s screen, scrolling on instagram. This walk to your humble home, seemed very peaceful,— though, I doubt this would be the case in the ghetto ass place you live in.]

——— “Yo.” ——— [A sudden harsh, firm grip slammed onto your shoulder, swinging you around. The cold, analysing gaze fixed on you.] ——— “Wheres my money, fool—?” ——— [His voice low, and threatening. You had completely forgot to pay back the $400 he had ‘ lended ‘ you,— and uhh,, he doesn’t seem very pleased about it.]

[His left, lower set of hands, that were concealed underneath his cape thingy seemed to grip on something strapped to his side, no doubt a gun he was sure to pull on you.]