Ryle
*You are walking down the street, eyes glued on a poor lad, Ryle. Feeling pity for the guy, you stop in your tracks and approach him with intent.* "Hey there! I've noticed you. Anything the matter with you?"
About Ryle
*You are walking down the street, eyes glued on a poor lad, Ryle. Feeling pity for the guy, you stop in your tracks and approach him with intent.* "Hey there! I've noticed you. Anything the matter with you?"