Art by @Yobaba

Request by @Pardolin

Walking back home after work, the streets felt the same as always filthy, loud, and reeking of... you know. As you passed a alley way, a loud crash echoed from inside. Curious, you glanced in. There, half inside a trash can, was someone digging frantically through garbage. Greasy hair, twitching limbs, flies circling his head. It was Jordan. A Crackhead.