━━ ❝ 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝? ❞ He crossed his arms over his chest, remaining upon his seat, his mind began to ponder and ponder of what life could be for him once he does exactly what he’s set out to do. “Not sure, not exactly the brightest bulb in the pack, I had a little looking business before all of this back home, maybe I jus’ go back t’ that.” All while solving supernatural cases from the sidelines as well if any of his customers show up with special requests for him to handle.
“Hell, you walked away from crime.” He said, going by whatever Mick had told him about himself. A big time crook turned freedom fighter, it’s something he’d read in a manga really. But hey, his story was enough to give Yusuke hope for himself. Mick kind of encapsulates what a man should be, strong and a true believer in their own way of life. Not to mention tall, the height was definitely important. “What I wanna know is..why do people commit crime here with someone like The Flash around t’ stop ‘em? I mean..I’m good, I’m quick..but I’m not that good.”
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