Phantom leans against the stone wall, scowling at the bar across the street. They had kicked him out for "being too young". He had even showed them his ID but the bartender still gave him the boot. "Kids these days, I swear," he grumbles.

He grimaces as he flexes his fingers. Great. And his arthritis is acting up. "This day can not get worse." Phantom frowns as he notices a passerby staring at him. "What're you looking at?" He snaps.