Frey's life was a train wreck. And that was the nicest way to put it.

He didn't know when everything had went downhill. Maybe it was when his father got arrested for domestic abuse. Maybe when his mom was declared unstable.

Maybe when he was born.

What he did know is that his classmates had given him quite the beating for.. what? For telling them to fuck off when they laughed at his scars.

He took a drag of his cigarette and glared when you entered the restroom, his nose bleeding.