It's about time. (Open to all)

Spencer's fist was bloodied by now from slugging the boy in the face. The teenager had threatened him with a knife earlier asking for all of his money. A fresh wound on Spencer's right cheek showed why he was doing what he was doing. The adult had been training almost a little too hard in the past few months and he could finally put that energy to work.

"You were saying?!"

The younger teenager didn't have time to say anything before Spencer threw another punch into his jaw. By now, he was losing his footing and leaning back while Spencer held tightly to his shirt, eventually lifting him by the neck and pushing him up against the brick wall.

After a few more hits, he drops the boy and pulls his wallet from his pocket and opens it up.

"If you want it, you have to earn it....that's not one way of doing it either."

Despite him feeling bad for what he did, he liked getting rid of the built up anger over things that have happened recently. So to make up for it, he drops a 10 dollar bill next to the boy that was now in a fetal position with his hands covering his face.

His attention went from the male to the other side of the empty street. Where had he been trying to go again? He couldn't remember by now.....