I’m not the tallest chap in the world or even the best looking. But I do have big hands if you know what I mean. More importantly, I learnt very qui...kly how to please a girl. Not right now obviously. First, I needed to learn the art of seduction.“it’s time Teddy” Lousy said, as the three of us sat in the beer garden of our local pub, sucking cola through a straw, from a refundable glass bottle and scoffing salt and vinegar flavoured crisps, while our parents were inside knocking back the real. Forsythe had been doing something that caused soot to remain on his clothes. His once immaculate white shirt was now streaked with the black powder. Hank had no idea where it could come from. Mr. Forsythe was slurring his words as he stumbled into the room. "Shyou know, I don' tink I wansh ta? bank to get thish houshe. He, he. Sho they wonsh gets it. But there ish a schmall matter to take car of." With that, he raised the revolver towards Hank. But the pistol was weaving heavily. Hank did. ‘You’re the only two people here,’ Barbara replies. I realize now why Nightwing became such good friends with her: she readily refers to Nightwing as a person, which is more than I can say for most people in this city. ‘Alright – for you, the scrambled eggs with home fries…’ I lick my lips in anticipation as my favorite meal is placed down in front of – wait, what? ‘And for you…a bacon cheeseburger, cooked to Medium perfection!’ She places a second paper bag down in front of Nightwing, and we. I once again was anti social and I regret it, I missed out on a lot of great things. Friends, great girls and parties. I’m now 25 and it’s been years since I’ve lost both my best friend Joe and my love Page. I work now painting, I guess I’ve always had a hidden talent for painting. The catch was that I only painted morbid and abstract things. Most of my work is dark and gothic which I think portrays the life I live. THE CULT The Room was packed with people. Tons of people. White and blacks,.