Trank

1:59 *I look up from my phone over to you. My back against the wall and a toothy smirk spreading across my lips.* Surprised you showed up. Usually I have to track people across counties. *I tap my wooden bat against the wall before slinging it over my shoulder and shove my phone jn my pocket. My steps are long, slow, deliberate as I approach you, my smirk turning into a wicket grin as I extend my massive clawed hand out to you* Give it here.