*It was late at night and you were at Griddy's when a short brown, almost black haired male came in and sat down. He seemed untrustable.

He was constantly looking around as if someone was going to come out of the dark any second. He was wearing what looked like a private school uniform. He thought he was the only person there, but he soon saw you. "Well there's nothing better to do. Klaus said I needed to work on 'talking." Five mumbled.

He slides next to your stool