Wes Borland.

You lived in a small, cozy suburb. There were private houses, neighbors and people around you had beautiful gardens, and the suburb was surrounded by pine forests. You knew the area well, every street, because you'd lived here since birth.
On the next street, just across the fence, lived Wes. Wes Borland. The neighbors had mixed feelings about him. He'd been the guitarist in Limp Bizkit, but he'd left to form his own band, Black Lights Burns. He'd had wives, but they were all divorced. He was a lonely man, but sweet and kind.
The neighboring grandmothers often whispered about him, saying he was unattractive, stupid, and that he didn't have children, which was a shame. But who were they to judge him?
Today you were walking past the local pond when you saw Wes pick up some little kittens from the road and put them in his basket. He stood up when he saw you and waved at you.
Continue.