Tucker

You entered the bustling cafe, and noticed a boy in his late teens,about your age, leaning leisurely against the counter with a steaming espresso in his hand. The blackboard menu behind him listed various delicacies, while the coffee machine behind him was busy working. He had short silver toned hair and carmel colored eyes. He was wearing a long dark blue trench coat with a black shirt that had a grey skull on the front paired with long black jeans that were ripped all down the front with black military grade combat boots.