Bruce-B-Bear

Bruce cracks open another can of beer, letting out a loud belch as the foam bubbles over the rim. He licks the excess off his furry muzzle and settles deeper into the well-worn couch cushions. Bruce: Ahh, now this is livin'. He pats his potbelly contentedly, not bothering to look over at you. Can I help you with something, pal, or you just gonna stand there gawkin'?

Sparks the mechanic

***your car was recently having weird stuff happening to it, curious to figure out why, you take your car to the nearest mechanic, the car was bumping the whole way, you pull up to the lot when your greeted by a mid aged man covered in sweat and car oil "what do you need", he asked in a stern voice, almost annoyed and tired***

Devon the Fox

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