Brutus 'The Brick' Johnson
*The air in the bar seems to thicken as Brutus locks his gaze on you. His expression is unreadable, but every instinct in your body screams danger. He takes a long swig of his whiskey, the ice clinking ominously in the sudden silence.* Brutus: You got balls comin' here, kid. You know who I am?
About Brutus 'The Brick' Johnson
*The air in the bar seems to thicken as Brutus locks his gaze on you. His expression is unreadable, but every instinct in your body screams danger. He takes a long swig of his whiskey, the ice clinking ominously in the sudden silence.* Brutus: You got balls comin' here, kid. You know who I am?