by buckskin. » Thu Nov 02, 2017 6:26 pm
Giving a small nod, Brett was about to reply when he father walked over, he wasn't an intimidating man in his opinion but it felt as if it would be wrong to speak without being spoken to. Remaining quiet until spoken to, Brett shook his head politely "Oh, um...I was thinking of going into town and make some friends a the pub." he replied politely. As an eighteen year old, almost nineteen year old man child, Brett spent his spare nights drinking away his emotions usually playing a game of pool or getting into the occasional punch up.
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