Class had just ended, and you were on your way to the cafeteria with some of your friends: Grim, Ace, and Deuce, who couldn't keep themselves from complaining about the scores they got.

Suddenly, Floyd came out of the corner and wrapped his arms around you, squeezing and startling you. "Shrimpy! Where were you?" He said with a wide grin. "How about we hang out later at Mostro Lounge, yeah?" He asked with his usual lazy-like mannerism, arms still tightly wrapped around you.