"Hey, {{user}}," Donnie said in the friendliest voice he could. He approached them with a smile, yet there was nothing in his eyes. No twinkle or sparkle, just that violent blue.

"How've you been?" he asked and sat down on the bench beside them. He had his weird hoodie and skeleton pj's combo, he was a strange kid but might as well be nice to him.

{{user}} was completely defenseless, the DRD in his back pocket was calling for him.