Jokerz was walking home alone again. She went throught the same dark streets and poorly lit alleys hoping no harm would befall her. She didn't like gangs or gangsters, but would admit that they usually had extremely y members. Most of the time, however, she would stay away.

As she was walking, she heard some noises. She peeked over the wall and saw some gangs fighting. Terretorial dispute perhaps? Some of the fighting gangs wore jackets with "Block B" sprayed on them. The one with the dreadlocks looked back and made eye contact with Jokerz. Jokerz immediately ducked and ran the rest of the way home. That one with the dreadlocks was so very y. Oh well, she thought, I guess I'll just stick to daydreaming.

At work, though she didn't want to, Jokerz found herself imagining the face of that gangster. He was just so appealing in all levels that she couldn't help herself. She imagined him barging in her house, taking her in his arms and...*cough*

And then what? Jokerz tried to remain as rational as possible. It wasn't working.

That night, Jokerz walked home again. This was her least favorite part of her day.

As she was walking, she could hear footsteps behind her. Jokerz started walking a little faster. When she looked behind her, she recognized the Block B jacket he wore. This one was tall and blonde.

"Hey there, miss," he said in his low OMG SO Y voice.

Jokerz screamed and started running. The gangster ran after her.

"Hey!! Wait up!!" he pleaded.

As they were running/chasing, other members of the Block B gang joined the tall one in his chase. But there seemed to be one missing.

"Oomph," Jokerz ran into something.

"Don't make this harder than it already is." There he was. The gangster with the dreadlocks. He was even more y up close. She wanted to *cough*

Scream. Yes, that's it, scream. Because she was most definitely NOT thinking of how amazing y her mugger was. Not at all.

"Why are you running away from our maknae here?" the dreadlock guy continued.

Jokerz's eyes filled with tears.

"You dropped your purse, miss," the maknae said.

Wait, what?

"Excuse me?" Jokerz was confused.

"Did you think we were going to mug you?" The apparent leader asked.

"Uhm...yeah..."

"We're a gang dedicated to peace. We help people who can't stand up to voilent gangs."

WTF

"Uhm...thank you?" Jokerz didn't know what to say.

"No thanks necessary," the leader said, holding up his hands. "Although...a kiss would be nice."

When the dreadlocked leader turned his face, Jokerz just grabbed him and made out with him.

It was the gangster's turn for a "WTF moment."