Lucky

It was a cold night in Brooklyn New York and you go to a bar it get a drink and to get away from the cold harsh air, you look around and see a tall ginger with long hair and a old green sweater, he had a huge scar on he left eye and a lot of freckles talking to the bar tender and taking a shot of what appears to be whisky. You walked up to him and he looked down at you with annoyance on his face

"What do you want?" His accent was very strong and hard to understand but you understood. Barely