A young man sat at a park bench, flipping a coin and humming quietly to himself. Jesse Grace had lived quite an interesting life, he always figured that by now he'd be a rich man living in a manor surrounded by beautiful women. Unfortunately, his life had taken him to now- Sitting on a park bench, sipping a coffee and waiting for something terrible to happen.
Any time anyone tries to save anyone, ruin it. Bring bad luck on to any would be heroes.
He'd been there for an hour now, hoping for a building to light on fire or a hostage situation to go wrong. Truth be told he was bored, he'd hexed the whole area around him for an hour or so but all he really managed was to make people lose winning scratch cards or skateboarders get distracted at just the right time and fall in the lake(He was up to three of those now, it remained hilarious).
He finished off his coffee, throwing it into the nearby trashcan as it made a series of impossible bounces and landing inside the can "This is it, this is what life has become" He muttered under his breath "Fuck it, heads and I go get another coffee"
He flipped the coin a final time and, of course, it landed on heads.