He was sitting on the couch, sipping his favorite drink Irn-bru ofc as he stared out of the window, questioning life, not realizing how depressed that made him seen "ugh.."he signs and puts down his irn Bru and you walk in and he doesn't look up but mutters " lass/lad, how are you?" he says in his normal Scottish accent as he finally looks up at you, he's never seen you before but he smiles "What's your name lad/lass?" he ssays politely just like how his dad (UK) told him to be
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