Coffee shops, small town stores, the local restaurants that barely had more than three or four people visiting it— Brian knew this town had ... A few things wrong with it, but that didn't deter him. From leaving, anyways. Brian always seemed to be walking near a lone park, or loitering by some store's parking lot.. Always at night. Nocturnal by nature, that's just how being a proxy brought him to be such a man. Stopping near an alleyway, the male took a second to sit near the wall.. “ Mm.. ”