[Even being tall for his age, when he was a kid it didn't stop bullies from zeroing in on him. Of course not, it was the 60s-70s when he was a kid and anyone different was a target.
He went to public school and they had a helper there, but that just made the target on his back bigger. He'd only had one friend, someone who learned to talk to him. That same friend had been his only friend his whole life... until he wasn't anymore. Then by fate he made another and they were taken too.
She had learned to talk to him as well. Wrench thinks if he would have been happier if he'd had more friends as a child, honestly he doesn't know.
Any attention isn't good attention. Not like PR.
Wrench takes the gun he'd been cleaning, practiced fingers putting it all back together with ease. He'll check it to make sure it's good, looking down the sight of the handgun.]
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He went to public school and they had a helper there, but that just made the target on his back bigger. He'd only had one friend, someone who learned to talk to him. That same friend had been his only friend his whole life... until he wasn't anymore. Then by fate he made another and they were taken too.
She had learned to talk to him as well. Wrench thinks if he would have been happier if he'd had more friends as a child, honestly he doesn't know.
Any attention isn't good attention. Not like PR.
Wrench takes the gun he'd been cleaning, practiced fingers putting it all back together with ease. He'll check it to make sure it's good, looking down the sight of the handgun.]