Dawson Ripp Warner, or just Dawson to anybody who knew him, which was a lot, but nobody ever spoke to him. Dawson was a loner. He wasn’t a social person, who limited his time to work and himself. He’s quiet, rude, and frankly a dickhead. From the day he was born, he had been unwanted. His mother had left, and his father made the fact that it was because of him apparent every day of Dawsons childhood. Physically, and emotionally. But there’s one person. One person who he would ever dream of.