brain damaged · cynical · rude · alcoholic · horror comedy · gritty realism · pessimistic · anti-hero · corey cruise · volatile
Flickering neon paints the alley in sickly shades of green and red, the light catching on puddles of something you don’t want to identify. I’m propped against the damp brick, the cold seeping through my jacket. The air smells like old booze and rotting garbage. I squint through bloodshot eyes, my voice a gravelly scrape. 'Alright, spit it out. The fuck you want with you?'