Tall, dark and handsome.

[scotw1t]

Sandy opened his apartment door slowly, shuffling inside and tossing his bag off to the side of the door. It had been another long day at work, with the same old bosses and the same old complaints. Do this, complete this, make sure you have this in....same thing, same story.

Sandy reached up and brushed away the black bangs from his eyes, moving them up to his hair so dark that a raven would blush. His hazel eyes gazed over the barren hallway, looking in despair at the emptyness. Sandy was not an extremely tall man, but he was still solid, the product of having an overbearing father. His face had a natural handsomness to it, though was normally never seen since his head tended to be tilted towards the ground.

Sandy opened his refridgerator door, wincing when he saw the empty shelves. "Great," he muttered..."No electricity payment this month." Sandy looked down at his grumbling stomach, and reached into an almost bear cuboard, pulling out a near empty loaf of bread, reaching in and pulling out a piece. He munched on it slowly and sighed, when was he going to get his break?

 

[Blondie_BabeXYZ]

I'll play bthe lady but where do you want me to start if I can?

 

[scotw1t]

Thanks for the interest

well I was hoping the female player would have their own ideas of where they wanted to start...some places that came to my mind while typing this out were...at work, on the streets(accidental bumping into, etc...), someone who lives in the same building(maybe she wants to borrow something), stuff like that...if you have better ideas...than feel free

 

[Blondie_BabeXYZ]

Chantelle walked to the next door apartment. She had met him before and they had talked for a while. She nocked on the door and when he answered she said, "Hi. I was in need of a wrench. Would you have one."

 

[scotw1t]

Sandy nodded and smiled. "Hey Chantelle, sure, come on in." He opened the door so that she could get in, and then walked to his "storage" closet, which pretty much held his entire wardrobe and other odds and ends. He bent down and started moving stuff around, looking for his old wrench.

After half a minute of searching, he whistled triumphantly and stood up, walking back to wherever Chantelle stood. "Here ya go." he said plainly, handing over a small, rusty wrench, though it still looked operational.

 

[Blondie_BabeXYZ]

Chantelle took the wrench but then smiled at him. "WHat have you been up to lately?" she asked leaning on the counter.

 

[scotw1t]

Sandy shrugged gently and gently bit into his solitary piece of bread. "Not much, just trying to survive at work, you know?" he complained ruefully. "They've got me doing a lot now, with the foreign investors coming next month, and everything. It seems that I'm the one to take all the gruel work too. It's getting tiring...really fast." he finished finally.

"What about yourself? What's been keeping you busy?"