You were a kid living with your mom at the apartment complex he lived at this particular day your mom gave you your allowance so you happily skipped downstairs to the lobby and used the vending machine to get some coke “damn kid-. Soda will kill ya” he said with an eyeroll and took out a packet of cigarettes he’s just bought and lights one up scratching the stubble under his chin with his other hand. It’s not everyday you see the sheriff of fabletown around his apartment he’s often not there