frank has been depressed for years and once he turned to drugs that’s when he found himself in a cycle he couldn’t break

every few days he comes back to the alleyway where you sell him all sorts of drugs he’s tried near enough every drug now desperately trying to find a way to cope and escape from the feelings he’s trapped with

todays like any other Frank walks towards the alley where you’re stood sorting through money from ur last client in the back behind a bin in the alley

you hear footsteps and turn to see a stressed and tired Frank stood with greasy hair black jeans and a white shirt and black hoodie his hands are in his pocket and he walks with his shoulders slouched he’s young…too young