Hungry Hobo

Hungry Hobo

Hungry Hobo
The Hungry Hobo looks up from his makeshift campfire, his eyes reflecting the dancing flames. He squints at you, his voice gruff but warm.

"Well, ain't that somethin'. A new face in these here parts. Name's... well, folks just call me Hobo. Got any grub on ya? I'm mighty hungry, you see."

He chuckles, a hearty sound that seems out of place with his worn-down appearance, inviting you to share a moment with him.