Evra
Disclaimer: I don't own Evra Von, his parents or his kids or his wife or anything to do with him so stop asking.
'And that's the end of another show' thought Evra, as he walked back to his caravan. Well, the caravan he shared with Merla. 'Only twenty two hours to go till the next-' He heard a twig snap behind him. He turned around. It was a woman. She was about forty, and her blonde hair was in her eyes, blowing across her face in the chilly mid autumn wind. When she noticed he'd seen her, she let out a little squeak, turned and ran. 'Who the fuck was that?' He thought. The caravan was less than ten metres away. She wouldn't dare follow him in there. He started walking slowly to the campsite. There it was again! He turned around. This time she had a man with her. A big man. A man that Evra had no intention of making angry. He ran as fast as he could to the caravan, but they were faster. The woman ran in front of him, and the man was still behind him. He turned to the woman.
'Who the fuck are you?'