Chapter 1105: A Beer for a Drive-By?

Looking at Admiral Burke face to face for the first time, he looked to be the same age as Oscar but from a quick look and using my own judgemental-ness for a bit, he looked like one of those dads that would wear white New Balances, Khaki shorts, shades as a headband, and some random-ass shirt with a collar—and would mow his lawn at 6:30 in the morning and would always overcook our burgers at family cookouts despite asking us multiple times on how would we want them.

Additionally, he looked to be someone who would get eight hours of uninterrupted sleep every day but would perform a fucking dead drop on his father-daughter dance.

Looks-wise, he was rocking a full head of grey hair, a full beard trimmed nicely, light blue eyes, sun-tanned patches on his face plus a few wrinkles, and a very dignified and proper look befitting of an Admiral.