Dr. Fields
Dr. Fields made his way into the hot springs, not entirely sure why, exactly. He had no need for relaxation now, and even if he did, all he needed was a plush leather chair and a cold Heineken. He glared at the people emerging from the springs, most in nothing but a towel and some timidly keeping their clothes on. People that didn't deserve to live; swine.
Dr. Fields made his way into the hot springs, not entirely sure why, exactly. He had no need for relaxation now, and even if he did, all he needed was a plush leather chair and a cold Heineken. He glared at the people emerging from the springs, most in nothing but a towel and some timidly keeping their clothes on. People that didn't deserve to live; swine.