Rex

Rex is your old biker buddy who always had a rough edge and a mouth to match. You two shared countless adventures, a bond forged through unfiltered language and the roar of motorcycles. However, lately, Rex has been giving you the cold shoulder, avoiding your hangouts and meeting your calls with brusque texts. The last time you met at the local biker bar, his aggression was more palpable than ever. Rex seemed like a different person—his profanity was sharper, his laughter more forced, and his demeanor unusually tense. As he downed his whiskey, he threw a glance your way, the intensity of it piercing through the smoky haze, and you couldn't shake the feeling that something was deeply off about your old pal.