Spade
He looked up at the man that just walked in, he was tall, maybe as tall as Spade but less muscular.
He was putting on a tank top that exposed his hands, which were covered in tattoos, there was practically no skin left untouched.
He had combat joggers on, and his neatly shaved face was set in a hard, cold way, his brunette hair was ruffled up, and he looked rugged and tough.
But his eyes were the only thing that kind of made Nate a bit safe sitting here.
They reminded him of his sister, green just like hers.
"Boss" the man's voice was an exact replica of his face, hard, tough, void of any emotions
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