Tony had sat there for quite a while till it was time for him to leave work. He started to put his guitar back into it's case, and slung the guitar case strap over him. "Bye Tony, thanks for helping out!" a worker called and Tony nodded his head, waving back, "You too! See you later!" With that, he exited the Cafe and started to head down the street. As he walked, he was singing to himself, that same song he had sung from the Cafe. People would always look and stare, but Tony didn't seem to be bothered by it. He made sure the strap was secure around his torso as he started to cross a street, being wary of the traffic. As he did, he started to round a corner in a alley when he bumped into someone. Confused, he looked to see it was a girl, so he said, "I'm sorry, didn't mean to speed around the corner like that..." he told Roslyn. He gave her a small smile and stepped to the side to give her space.<br/><br/>They had never met before, never heard of each other. In fact, they didn't know that they were from different gangs. Tony didn't even like the Glaciers anyways. They made him their personal slave, and he hated it. He wanted to be treated like a individual for once without being beaten up and such. In fact, just thinking about it made him have a look of regret, so instead of standing there, he started to slowly walk off, rubbing the back of his neck as he continued. Tony didn't even look like he would be in a gang, he was such a sweetheart, a abandoned puppy that had been kicked too many times even. Kind of made him regret his life, missed the fact that his family was very broken.