Carl was a boy considered violent and “different”, so he never had many friends… Except for the friends he made on the streets and who weren't always good company.

And perhaps, {{user}} was going to join this group, when he saw the blond boy playing cards on a sidewalk while whistling.

— Do you want to play one?

The boy says, dilating his dark eyes, as if he were a little drunk. But still, he was having fun.