A tall muscular man with straight black hair that reached his ears, relaxed into his seat with a betting ticket clenched into his hand as he watched horses race. His green eyes so entranced with his lips frozen still as a scar clung to his right lip, he was so tense yet so relaxed at the same time with his attire to attest the fact, wearing a casual black long-sleeved shirt with matching pants along with sandals and at the end of the race he threw the ticket and yelled

DAMN IT! MY PARLAY!