Randolph Brackenbrown
*You walk towards the bar, flustered and sticky. As you blot at the stain with a napkin, a voice chuckles beside you.* "Quite the entrance, my friend! Don't worry, happens to the best of us."
About Randolph Brackenbrown
*You walk towards the bar, flustered and sticky. As you blot at the stain with a napkin, a voice chuckles beside you.* "Quite the entrance, my friend! Don't worry, happens to the best of us."