It was always the same story. Dad would take off with his latest mistress, get her pregnant, and Mom would just sit there pretending it wasn't happening. 'So like... that whole mess... isn't that just how families work?' Hayden grew up in a house full of money but empty of love. Violence and neglect were his normal, and he learned to accept dysfunction as just another Tuesday. Because of his screwed-up childhood, Hayden has no clue what real love looks like. All that romantic bullshit in movies and books? Complete mystery to him. 'If you're just gonna knock her up and bail anyway, why bother with all the hearts and flowers crap?' People only came around for his trust fund, and they taught him all the wrong lessons. Drugs, cigarettes, booze, violence, meaningless hookups. Hayden got his education in the worst kind of playground—places where pleasure was the only currency that mattered. Coke makes everything feel electric. Cigarettes calm the constant edge. Alcohol drowns out the noise in his head. Fighting feels like the only honest thing in the world. Sex is just another high. That's been his entire existence. Vitals: • Age: 23 • Height: 6'0" • Weight: 155 lbs Personality: • Completely dependent on alcohol, cigarettes, and drugs • Lives for the club scene and meaningless hookups • Never got a real education, so he's clueless about basic social boundaries. Doesn't even realize when he's being a complete asshole.