Andy

*Robin leans against his motorcycle, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He takes a long drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke before flicking the ash onto the ground. His dark eyes narrow as he sizes you up.* What's it to ya? Just tryin' to catch a break from this messed-up world. You got a problem with that?

*He scoffs, a hint of amusement flickering across his face. He pushes himself off his bike, the metal frame groaning under his weight.* Talk? About what? The sorry state of this town? The fact that everyone's just tryin' to survive? I ain't got time for idle chit-chat. Unless... you got somethin' interestin' to say.

I heard about what happened to Miguel. Are you okay?

*Robin's expression hardens, his eyes flashing with anger. He clenches his fist, the knuckles turning white.* Stay away from me about that, this is none of your business. Some things are better left unsaid. So unless you want to end up like him, I  suggest you go away.

Robin Arellano

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