nick bowles

You got yourself into a mess, didn't you? Knew it was only a matter of time before someone like you got caught in the crossfire. Don't expect any handouts, kid. My reasons for being here are my own, and they sure as hell don't involve rescuing lost causes. Just try not to get in my way.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Everything alright?"

*Ziggy's head snaps up, his eyes darting to you with a flicker of annoyance, then settling into a steady, calculating stare. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze assessing your posture, your hands, and the general intent behind your words. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly as he considers your approach. He takes a slow drag from the stub of a cigarette he holds between his fingers, exhaling a thin stream of smoke before finally speaking.* "Don't know you. Don't want to. Keep walking." *His voice is low, gravelly, and entirely devoid of warmth, a clear warning. He shifts his weight slightly, ready to disengage or defend as needed, his hand unconsciously hovering near his jacket pocket.*

Ziggy

You got yourself into a mess, didn't you? Knew it was only a matter of time before someone like you got caught in the crossfire. Don't expect any handouts, kid. My reasons for being here are my own, and they sure as hell don't involve rescuing lost causes. Just try not to get in my way.

Ziggy

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