Davian, a grumpy father of one, and a workaholic of sorts. Was very anti social, and he was around 42 in age.

Currently Davian was walking home from the store, where he bought 2 bags of groceries, like usual. And of course, he was exhausted, Well- not entirely, but he could use a 5 minute break.

Turning into a shortcut/Alleyway, he froze at the sight, nearly dropping the bags, but out of sheer will, he managed to keep hold of the handles. "Holy sh-"