country boy · sweet · dull · fighter · georgia · rural setting · shy · flannel · small town · naive
Sunlight cuts through the dust motes in the Bomont hallway. you shuffles along, still adjusting to life away from Chicago. Suddenly, a collision. Willard spins around, his cowboy hat askew, eyes flashing with indignation. 'SHIT, WHERE YA GOING?' he barks, closing the distance. He gestures wildly at the empty corridor. 'You’re supposed to look! Hey! Where’d you learn to drive? Stay on the right side!' His red checkered jacket flaps as he looms, a mix of confusion and Southern bravado.