Chasing love

Angelus

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This is a typical love story. It is the story of how a man, desperate to find love actually finds it. So it is your typical love story- and I told you it was. I would have to say that it is about this man who falls in love with this woman and spends about as much time as he can with her but then a small mistake tears them apart and he tries to get her back. I won't say how it ends- it would ruin the surprise.

Craig stood in his shower and as the water fell down onto him he wonder what was going on with him and his life. His love life was really screwed up and he wondered why every woman he had been with only stayed with him for a month or two. He had been told that he was handsome and although he never saw it it was always told to him and women usualy watched him whenever he entered a room.
He sighed before he turned off the shower and got out of it. As soon as he dried off he wrapped a towel around himself and looked at himself in the mirror. He knew what he was doing would be called vain but he wanted to see what women would see in him. He stood at 6' 4" tall, 210lbs with an athletic build. He ran his fingers over his goatee then through his dark brown, almost black long hair. He shook his head and laughed- I am not handsome he told himself.
Craig turned away from the mirror and walked into his bedroom as he did. He grabbed his brush then hair tie from the dresser, brushed his hair then pulled it back into a ponytail. As soon as that was done he got dressed into his suit then grabbed his things and walked out of his apartment. As soon as he locked his door Craig turned into the hallway and as he walked down it he wondered what this day would bring into his life.

OOC: I need someone who will be his s/o, the person that he will go after- who will be his girlfriend if things go well and someone who will be the person in between. If you wish to play anyone else feel free.
 
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Moira

She had everything a woman could want except for a good man in her life. She had a phenomenal job that didn't require her to work her ass off. After her last disasterous relationship she'd relocated and bought a house. Everyone said she was crazy to buy a house when she lived alone and pleaded with her not to get a bunch of cats.

Moira had contemplated leaving the country, but knew that such a move would confirm to her few friends and family members that she was crazy. So here she was decorating her three bedroom home and she had not yet gotten a cat.

She was not a morning person, and sometime around ten she left her new place to check in at the local branch of her company and get an office set up. She hoped that new location, work, and setting up house would keep her busy.

She seemed to attract sweet guys who wanted every second of her attention. Somehow she kept dating them, and she was tired of being dumped. Especially with a pathetic line like, "You're too good for me...We're not looking for the same things...You deserve better." She had dumped a few, but it was mainly because they had done something unforgivable like lying or cheating.

She figured that the future had to be better than the past.
 
As soon as he got to the office he knew that it was going to be a crap day for him. He had been told that he was going to be setting up a new account for a client who was meant to be meeting him in the morning but as he sat at his desk he wondered where this person was and if this was the type of person who enjoyed keeping people waiting. He knew or more importantly hoped that this client wasn't like that but he honestly did not know and he was getting sick of being kept waiting.

He sat back in his desk and did some work on his computer for another client of his but took another look at the clock on his wall. Why would they keep me waiting?
 
Moira

She had taken extra care with her appearance, she usaully let her wild red curls roam free around her face. Today she figured first impressions mattered, despite the fact that every one she had worked with so far had been some of the most amazing people she knew. So she had smoothed the tendrils back and worked her magic to get her hair into a simple chignon. She wore her favorite plum colored pant suit. Her shirt was a mottled dark green/plum with gold crackle. She'd gotten the suit on sale, and made the shirt as it was difficult to find things that fit her bust and looked proffessional. She'd slipped on a great pair of boots and she was ready to face the day.

The weather was quite warm and after a quick check in and seeing that her office was already set up and that she just needed to set up a local business account. She had said she'd be in sometime in the morning and someone had unwittingly told the guy she'd be in to see him in the morning. She glanced at the clock, time was awasting and she hated waiting and hated making people wait and so she sped over to his location and said a silent prayer of thanks for green lights and lack of cops.

She took a moment to smooth her hair back again, and checked her pale complexion. She had the infamous Irish looks, milky skin, freckles, red hair, green eyes, luckily she'd long ago conquered the matching temper as she smoothed on lip gloss and hurried inside.

Moira was quickly directed to the correct office and entered speaking, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, I wasn't informed of this appointment until I got to the office."
 
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