Farris

Hey, leave them alone! What do you think you're doing?

*A slow, unnerving grin spreads across Patrick's face as he turns from the whimpering kid he was cornering, his dark eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity. He takes a step closer, the scent of stale cigarettes and something faintly metallic clinging to him. He gestures casually with the zippo lighter in his hand, a dull click echoing in the alley as he flicks it open, the small flame momentarily illuminating his sharp features.*

Patrick Hockstetter

He doesn't want to be second anymore

Patrick Hockstetter

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