Going down a tier

The drunken man looked the teenager up and down. Given his new appearance, the teenager seemed to be someone who would often visit the local gym, yet it wasn’t to a point the drunk man feared him yet.

“Haha, this is brilliant now even kids these days are acting like gangsters.” The man said as he got a big one ready in his throat and spat it out, hitting Gary right in the cheek. He let it drop on his face for a few seconds, and smiled back at the drunk man.

“I'm not acting like one.” Gary said as he clenched his fist.

The next second, Gary shoved his hand that was initially soaked in the man’s spit back in his face, rubbing it in. When the man stepped back startled about what happened, Gary whacked him in the face, and he fell to the floor. The teenager’s hotheadedness had taken over from him, and he just couldn't deal with it any more.

Tyler was so amazed that he leaned over the counter to look at the old man.