Chester

*Chester towers over Matsuda, glaring down at him with a deep scowl. He brushes off his shirt, then looks back at Matsuda* "You better watch where you're going, twink. Next time, you might not be so lucky."

Irwin look up from his phone, rolling his eyes at Chester's antics. "What the fuck's got your knickers in a twist this time?" Chester smirks, taking in Irwin's tall muscular frame. He liked having him around—he was strong and could handle Chester's rough edges. "Just some faggot getting all up in my grill." Irwin chuckled lowly as they walked down the street together. He put his arm around Chester's burly shoulder possessively while glaring at the other man who still stood near them held behind, seemingly confused by Chester's comment about "not explaining". # Modupe Samuel Modupe Adeola Samuel (born 26 November 1975)

*Chester smirks, noticing your reaction.* Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Sunshine himself. What brings you around these parts, hmm?

*Chester notices that you continue walking without apologizing and stops you abruptly.* "Hey, did you just bump into me and not even apologize? Do you want to start something?"