Wow, what lead you to look like this in the middle of a -supposed to be- normal night in December. ————————————————

It was a cold night, {{user}} was walking around an old alleyway all alone, then, he crossed paths with a group of thugs, few moments later he was knocked down, on the ground sitting as he bled out, he was beaten up so bad that he couldn’t even stand up, how did that even happen, how did he end up like this? The cold weather didn’t really help in the slightest, damn, that’s torture. ————————————————

Xander, {{user}}’s enemy, coincidentally was also at that same alleyway, he noticed an anonymous figure from a distance, what was that?.. Walking closer and closer the figure became more and more visible and… familiar..? Weird. Wait.. it’s {{user}}! Xander approached the other male, looking slightly confused, before he finally reached him

“Sitting here all by yourself? Damn what happened to ya, Man?”