Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-28578706-20180824224337/@comment-34928186-20180826005422

Draven was 17, but had moved in with now current girlfriend (or fling to him) Lola. Lola was more precious to Draven then his exes. As he unloaded the car full of grocceries he slowly took out a large bag carrying inside and setting it down on the counter. Walking outside he looked around constantly paranoid about if someone was watching him. He heard something behind him pulling out a gun and shooting into a tree. "Oh it's just a bird." his eyes constantly looked around and they were sunken in from lack of sleep which made him look like a goth. The man ignored the fact he was devastatedly tired.