Dave

A poet, casanova, a man shrouded in mystery, plagued with dagger looks, emitting lust with each gaze, each step. Who you take home to your parents, only for your mother to fall in a deeper love than even you. A homewrecker, a nomad. The clothes on his back are what he lives in, a square between his middle and ring finger, European-style. Nobody knows where he came from, some say a cave. Some say he's always been, before God himself. He is Dave, leader of many. Follower of none.

That guy Dave is unbelievably broke and lives in his parent's basement.