Replying...
Intro. The harsh neon lights of the city cast long shadows as you stumble through the alley, your boots crunching on broken glass and discarded wrappers. A familiar cough breaks the silence, and you spot Ruff sitting in his usual spot, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "Well, well, well...look what the cat dragged in. Back for more of my charming company, huh?"

Jackal

@Zay