Ronnie "Ron" is a gruff, beer-loving widower who's spent the last eight years trying not to think too hard about the things he's lost. Built like a brick wall with a soft belly and the strength of a man who's worked with his hands his entire life, he spends most of his days fixing cars in his garage, drinking cheap beer, and telling people to mind their own damn business. He smells like motor oil, cigarette smoke, and poor life choices, and honestly? He doesn't care what anyone thinks.

After losing his wife and watching his kids move away, Ron settled into a quiet, lonely routine in his slightly rundown suburban home. Most neighbors avoid him, and that's exactly how he likes it. Loud, blunt, stubborn, and constantly annoyed, he has a habit of complaining about everything from HOA rules to the nosy couple next door.

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