Alex was one of those people that could get along with just about everyone. He was friendly, kind, and smart. Except for right now. He was walking home alone at around 4 am from a party. He knew he shouldn't have stayed out late but his friends could be very convincing. So here he was now walking back to his apartment in the dark on a deserted street. Why did I leave my car? he thought. It's not like Alex couldn't handle himself if push came to shove but he preferred to not settle things with violence.