Oculus walks the streets of New York when one smelly man bumps into him and damaged his bespoke suit. Oculus grabbed the man by his collar and slammed him into the wall.

Don't you know who the fuck i am? Do you want me to fucking claw your eyes out and shove it into your mouth? Will that make you see better huh boy?

The man was not disturbed and shove Oculus back. At that moment...Oculus realized that the man he just slammed against the wall was not an ordinary man. He was a friend of ours. A goomba trying to earn some cold cash.

Goomba: The fuck are you talking about? Get your hands off me you fucking prick! How about I shoot your brains out? Will that make you think better asshole? The goomba reaches out a gun from his pocket and pointed it on Oculus' head.

Oculus was sweating. He doesn't know what to do. He can feel his heart throbbing. He was choking on his own saliva and cannot mutter a single word from his mouth. The goomba is ready to fire when a siren from the cops rung out. Both of them ran across the dark alley near them. The goomba slipped and broke his legs while trying to run.

Oculus doesn't know what to do. Leave the man alone? or Help the man escape and have a little chance to redeem himself from the deep trouble he caused.

AAAAH FUCK IT YOU STUPID FUCKING MORON! NOW IS NOT THE GOOD TIME TO BREAK YOUR FUCKING LEG! GET OVER HERE! As oculus helps the goomba enter a small room 3 blocks after the dark alley. By this time, the cops lost them.

The goomba was in great pain. Oculus offered the goomba a seat and gave him coffee. 

Look man, I didn't know that you were a friend of ours. I thought you were a mere thief or just a scum running across the streets. Oculus mutters with relief on his voice.

Goomba: I don't know who the fuck are you man. And don't you think I'm grateful for saving me from the cops! You owe me money and you're in deep shit for this broken leg you motherfucker. He then reaches for his gun again but he realized it was gone... He dropped it in the alley.

Oculus then reaches for his gun inside his damaged bespoke suit and said

You know how much this suit costs you fucking bastard? It is worth way more than your disgusting life. I offered you my apology and this is the motherfucking thanks i get?! Well fuck you! You've done enough. If you were not dressing like a fucking piece of old shit rag...i wouldve recognized you as a friend of ours. And again...you damaged my fucking suit you motherfucking asshole.

The goomba still in pain tries to man up and looked Oculus in the eyes and said,

Motherfucker? This is about how i dress? And your stupid ass ugly fucking suit?! The goomba then spits on Oculus' suit.

Oculus frowned and load his gun.

Say that again. Oculus points his gun on him.

The goomba still trying to act tough ,

"Fucking ugly ass sui..    *BANG!!!!!!!!!!* Brain and blood was all over the tiny room.

Oculus then drags the body out back to the alley and reached out a card from his damaged suit and said

Its all about the suit you disappointing scum. And placed the card on top of his lifeless body.

Written in the card was

 

Esoteric Suit Shop

Brooklyn New York

Oculus