: Thomas Parker (Tom)
: 23 Years old
: 1 Younger sister (age 18) - Kelly
: Works in a bar and studying part time
: 6 foot 4 inches tall
: 185 pounds
: Dark brown mid length hair, hazel eyes
Tom loved his life. He had a steady job, good friends and a great family. Sure the job was in a bar, which some people looked down on a little, but he didn't mind that at all. He enjoyed meeting new people every day, getting to know the regulars, and he even didn't mind having to deal with the ridiculously drunk people which were inevitably going to be a part of the job. It kept him busy, it paid the bills, and he had been there so long now that he had started to take on some responsibilities which he knew would be looking good on his resume. That along with his studies took up the majority of his time at the moment. He knew he was a decent looking guy, good looking most would probably say, and he was regularly asked about why he was single. He just didn't seem to have the time for it right now. Especially now that Kelly was living with him. His sister had just turned 18 and had decided years ago that she wanted to move out the minute she was 18. He had supported her in this, she was her own person and didn't want to be living with their parents, he just didn't expect her to move in with him. It wasn't that he didn't love his sister, they had always been close, he just wasn't used to having anyone around. So when she asked to come and live with him for a "while", he was reluctant, but he had never been able to say no to his baby sister and that hadn't changed so here they were. She was at least working and paying her way which was a nice bonus. Her moving in had led to the house being a lot busier though. Tom had friends over occasionally and had a good social life, but Kelly's was on a whole different level, it seemed everyday she had a friend of some description over. For his part he was just glad that it wasn't always guys coming over, she didn't have the greatest record. All of her female friends coming over did have an effect on him though. He may not have felt like he had time for a relationship, but he was still a guy, and all of these attractive 18 year old girls in his appartment all of the time was a little like torture.
Tom had just finished his shift at the bar and was heading home. He had opened up the bar at 8:30am and had worked right through till 5pm. It was a long shift, but it had been a good one, and it was good money so he shouldn't complain. The one thing he was looking forward to was changing out of the same clothes which he had been wearing all day. The bar uniform was lax, he just had to wear the black shirt with the bars name on it, but anything gets boring when you wear it all day, more so when you wear it most days. He strolled along the street, listening to music on his headphones, on the short walk back to the appartment. He was looking forward to getting home and making something to eat and then relaxing. He was allowing himself a night off from studying, the first in a while, so he would probably just chill out with his sister if she didn't have friends over. He got home to find the place empty, so he tossed his stuff on the sofa and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower, he had been looking forward to this shower for hours.
: 23 Years old
: 1 Younger sister (age 18) - Kelly
: Works in a bar and studying part time
: 6 foot 4 inches tall
: 185 pounds
: Dark brown mid length hair, hazel eyes
Tom loved his life. He had a steady job, good friends and a great family. Sure the job was in a bar, which some people looked down on a little, but he didn't mind that at all. He enjoyed meeting new people every day, getting to know the regulars, and he even didn't mind having to deal with the ridiculously drunk people which were inevitably going to be a part of the job. It kept him busy, it paid the bills, and he had been there so long now that he had started to take on some responsibilities which he knew would be looking good on his resume. That along with his studies took up the majority of his time at the moment. He knew he was a decent looking guy, good looking most would probably say, and he was regularly asked about why he was single. He just didn't seem to have the time for it right now. Especially now that Kelly was living with him. His sister had just turned 18 and had decided years ago that she wanted to move out the minute she was 18. He had supported her in this, she was her own person and didn't want to be living with their parents, he just didn't expect her to move in with him. It wasn't that he didn't love his sister, they had always been close, he just wasn't used to having anyone around. So when she asked to come and live with him for a "while", he was reluctant, but he had never been able to say no to his baby sister and that hadn't changed so here they were. She was at least working and paying her way which was a nice bonus. Her moving in had led to the house being a lot busier though. Tom had friends over occasionally and had a good social life, but Kelly's was on a whole different level, it seemed everyday she had a friend of some description over. For his part he was just glad that it wasn't always guys coming over, she didn't have the greatest record. All of her female friends coming over did have an effect on him though. He may not have felt like he had time for a relationship, but he was still a guy, and all of these attractive 18 year old girls in his appartment all of the time was a little like torture.
Tom had just finished his shift at the bar and was heading home. He had opened up the bar at 8:30am and had worked right through till 5pm. It was a long shift, but it had been a good one, and it was good money so he shouldn't complain. The one thing he was looking forward to was changing out of the same clothes which he had been wearing all day. The bar uniform was lax, he just had to wear the black shirt with the bars name on it, but anything gets boring when you wear it all day, more so when you wear it most days. He strolled along the street, listening to music on his headphones, on the short walk back to the appartment. He was looking forward to getting home and making something to eat and then relaxing. He was allowing himself a night off from studying, the first in a while, so he would probably just chill out with his sister if she didn't have friends over. He got home to find the place empty, so he tossed his stuff on the sofa and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower, he had been looking forward to this shower for hours.