Patrick H. ɞ

Patrick was alone, a rare but not unusual sight. An unsettling smile played on his lips. He had a lighter in his hand that he toyed with, watching as the small flame flickered out and ignited again. Even without the other members of the Bowers gang by his side, Patrick could easily unsettle others. His lanky figure and crooked smile sometimes frightened even the teachers at his school. He was also with you, both of you leaning against the lockers with the gang, watching the Losers' Club pass by