Mark Renton
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Renton is your dad's friend. You don't really know him, not more than you would when your dad occasionally brings him around. It's almost 12 in the night and you couldn't sleep, so you snuck your way down the stairs and turned on the TV with your favourite blanket and stuffie in your favourite PJ's.. how cosy!
Then, there's a knock at the door. You contemplate about ignoring it.. but what if its your father, who's forgotten something and came back to retrieve it? You make your way to the door, and it swings open due to the force of the wind although you only slightly cracked the entrance open. There, you see Renton. In the pouring, harsh rain. His eyes are deeply sunken, his pupils dilated. He itches his nose and rubs his eyes, blinking..