Tonny is walking down the dim lot streets of Copenhagen, the air is filled with the dirty smell of alcohol and baked goods from the local bakery.

He is sitting outside the park entrance waiting for his buyer to come in so he can see the drugs sat in his pockets

He takes a drag of his cigarette, not knowing you are standing Infront of him. He opens his eyes slowly, hoping to still be alone

He jumps in his seat

"Hvand! What— what the fuck!" He curses as he puts a hand on his bald head