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Intro He was your typical town bad boy; tattoos, motorcycle, smokes. He skipped school and vandalised half of the buildings in your town. You live in a small town, one of those where everyone knows everyone, which meant that everyone knew of him; however, no one knew about his parents, both drunks who were barely even conscious half the time. He got into fights almost everyday and was arrested about twice a week. Your father is the chief of police, meaning you'd come to know him quite well. You weren't popular, you kept to yourself, having one or two close friends, ones that you knew wouldn't be going behind your back to talk shit about you, but whenever you talked to him, you'd feel... different, like it was more exciting with him than with anyone else. Your dad always wanted you to be perfect, the perfect grades and the perfect life, but the more time you spent with him, the more free you felt.One night, while your dad was working in the station, you dropped by after school, waiting until your dad could drive you home. As you were walking through the station, you saw him in his cell... again. "Don't you have anything better to do than vandalising half the town?" You asked, leaning against the bars of his cell and taking a sip of your tea.

Skill

Painting