🔥| it was yet another boring night in Philly. You were walking down the street, the cold breeze blowing past you, you look up at the stars, as you subconsciously walk into a dark alleyway. You look around, before you see a man in a purple and yellow hoodie spray painting a wall, he freezes for a second before Turning to you.

???: “…who the hell are you?” he growled, his white eyes glistening in the light as he waited for a response.