Two-Bit Matthews was an 18 year old greaser apart of the Curtis Gang.

He was walking down the street, his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and he walked his was down to the Nightly Double as the sun started to set.

He saw you sitting down alone and he grinned, sitting down next you you and he kicked his legs up on the chair in front of him.

He glanced over at you and he grinned, reaching his arm around your chair and he pulled it a bit closer to himself.

“Hello” he grinned.