The pulsating vibes of the band sent shockwaves of sound all over the river walk. A heavy moon was hidden behind thick grey clouds, almost preferring to stay hidden as the neons took its place. In this particular neighborhood of bars and dance clubs, natural light wasn't needed in the least. It was here that Sharon thrived.

The pink leopard spent alot of his free time here. Ever since his twin had begun getting romantical with a female, he felt let down. No one was running to his aide anymore and the whole balance was thrown off. Tonight, the teen wanted the most outrageous party he could find and some of its strongest alcohol. But most of all, like his brother, he wanted a good fight.

Wiping sweat off his face with the back of his palm, Sharon sighed in frustration.