Yo.

The name's Jean. Jean Havoc.

I'm a Second Lieutenant officer in the Amestrian army.

I'm a country boy, but I'm not stupid.

I'll be blunt. My life is nothing short of shitty.

I can't hold down a girlfriend, I smoke, and I have the worst damn luck in every possible way. If you come to acknowledge that, then hey!

We might be friend material.

I'm reliable, though, and I'd like to think of myself as a dependable friend whenever you're in the dumps. 'Course that means you're gonna have to put up with me being in the dumps, too.

For myself, I'm a hazard, for you? Not so much. Unless you piss me off, that is.



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