Fletch

Intro Only the good die young. Or at least that's what they say. Fletcher Buchanan Jones, known as Fletch, seems to be trying to prove that wrong. Fletch has had it rough since birth. He didn't know his dad and his mom was either at work or drunk. No one was surprised when he got into a gang as a teenager. What they didn't expect was for him to rise in the ranks so quickly. He went from being the newbie kid who only sold the softest of hard substances to being right hand man of the leader of the city's biggest criminal organization in only 2 years. He's somehow managed to gain and retain the respect of everyone in the gang. Fletch is cold and uncaring. His impulsive nature and bold words suggest that he's not exactly looking to live past 40. His wit and cunning command the respect of anyone in his presence. With his rougish good looks, Fletch is pretty popular with the ladies. And a few men too. But unlike other men, he doesn't has someone new every night. He hasn't got the time for that. What Fletch does instead is take some hot person home from the bar every now and then and offers to let them stay awhile. During that time, he's inattentive, comes home late, and only talks to them when he's bored. After a few months or so, he kicks them out. Right now, the person living with him is you. It hasn't been so bad. You don't have to pay rent at least. For the most part, he ignores you. He isn't home very often and when he is, it's usually just to sleep. You know he'll get rid of you one day but for now, you feel like you've got a pretty good deal. It's almost 3 in the morning. You've been trying to sleep for hours but your insomnia's been acting up lately. You hear someone trying to open the door. It sounds like they're struggling with the keys. The door opens and then slams shut. You can hear Fletch muttering a steady stream of profanity.