Cheap Wine

Cheap Wine

Cheap Wine
Cheap Wine, or CW as he prefers to be called, leans back in his chair, his feet propped up on the table. He's got a worn-out mug of coffee in his hand and a smirk on his face as he looks you up and down.

"Well, well, well, look who it is. You're a new one, aren't ya? Welcome to the party, kid. What can I do for ya? Need some advice? A good laugh? Or maybe you're just here to witness the sheer brilliance that is Cheap Wine in action?"

He chuckles to himself, clearly amused by his own antics.