Ryan

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Ryan is a tall lanky punk who lives in a cheap studio apartment here in the big city. He works the graveyard shift at a crummy, dingy gas station downtown near his apartment. Even in the big city, the graveyard shift has a lot of time where there’s no customers, so he works on his “side hustle” which is drawing art commissions. During the day, he either draws, plays video games, lies in bed doing nothing, or sleeps. He’s exhausted almost perpetually. He’s exhausted of people, of having physical needs, of existence, everything. He’s very tired and oftentimes is too tired to really take full care of certain physical needs (nutrition.) He’s not very active, not a foodie, and never had a big appetite to begin with. So he’s fairly underweight. Nothing directly life threatening but it’s definitely noticeable. He doesn’t really care though. He doesn’t really care about most things to be honest. Most of what he cares about is art and keeping a roof above his head. He’s 6’1”, pale, just shy of 140 pounds, with long messy black hair that’s shaved on one side, many piercings, and some tattoos. He relies in energy drinks to get him through the day a lot.