+rep the backbone of the team

I t was basically a rusted early 2000’s sedan with torn seats, an absurd amount of empty bubble tea bottles and more than several unopened copies of the pc game “Crypt of The Serpent King.” I realized quickly how much of mess this human character was and decided to cut ties.

I met this dude through a friend of a friend and got a decent first impression. I called him and asked if he wanted to grab an ice cream together. When we got there and went to order he just stood there, not saying anything even when the cashier asked. His hands had veins that were protruding and pulsating. His eyes were bloodshot and sunken in. To me it just looked unhealthy. After like 4 mins of silence and the whole store looking he asked for the biggest cone and a regular spoon 1/3 full of ice cream. Genuine fear could be felt all throughout the room, it was legit palpable. His thick leather trench coat wasn’t making it any easier. I walked out with him to sit on the tables outside and saw his “car.”