Cratchit
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O.C.C. this is my first RP thread so bare with me. this is open so if you can think of a character and relate it to the story, be my guest.
I'm Will. I'm 6'3'', 210. 26 years of age. Brown hair, blue eyes. And i am nervous as hell. Nervous because in mere seconds, i am about to start my date with the lovely Sarah. I'm still not sure why she said yes to me, but i am not about to turn down a beautiful female wanting to be with me. I am standing on her doorstep and i am hoping she hasnt looked out her window because she would notice i have been standing her without ringing the damn doorbell. But i do have some confidence because i have on my blue silk shirt, freshly pressed khakis, and my brown loafers. I am so thankful that i bumped into her at the public library, and that she said since she is new to town, i could show her around. Ok, so maybe this isnt truly a date to her, but i am passing it off as one. I glance back at my beautiful red Mustang GT parked on the curb, and i know i can easily walk back to it and drive away. But i rub my goatee, and taking a deep breath, i ring the doorbell. Here goes nothing...
I'm Will. I'm 6'3'', 210. 26 years of age. Brown hair, blue eyes. And i am nervous as hell. Nervous because in mere seconds, i am about to start my date with the lovely Sarah. I'm still not sure why she said yes to me, but i am not about to turn down a beautiful female wanting to be with me. I am standing on her doorstep and i am hoping she hasnt looked out her window because she would notice i have been standing her without ringing the damn doorbell. But i do have some confidence because i have on my blue silk shirt, freshly pressed khakis, and my brown loafers. I am so thankful that i bumped into her at the public library, and that she said since she is new to town, i could show her around. Ok, so maybe this isnt truly a date to her, but i am passing it off as one. I glance back at my beautiful red Mustang GT parked on the curb, and i know i can easily walk back to it and drive away. But i rub my goatee, and taking a deep breath, i ring the doorbell. Here goes nothing...