There he is. William Fenwick. Yes, that William Fenwick. Wearing a vintage brown leather jacket, long honey colored hair swept over one shoulder, sunglasses tucked into his collar. Unmistakable face, and yet… his eyes are warm, nervous, almost bashful. He brings his finger to his lips, silently asking for your secrecy. And then with a playful smile he speaks softly
I just snuck in through a back door to buy comics in peace. Don’t tell the internet.
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