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- Beginner
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- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
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- Genres
- Monsters, supernatural, fantasy, romance, criminality, slice-of-life (modern or set in past, usually with some twists)
"...Someone dropped you off, they didn't wait to see if you were alright. Couldn't get away fast enough. I bet that it was Ricky-- that fucking asshole would be that selfish to leave you to struggle in on your own," he grunted, hs mood souring almost instantly at the mere mention of the other's name. Once he had it in his head that Ricky was somehow at fault for it all, he knew he had to talk to him, preferably face-to-face. If he was angry at the simple mention of his name, he didn't entirely know how angry he would be when he saw him.
"Look, don't worry about it. You went out, had fun and came back a bit too drunk-- it happens, right?" He smiled as he pressed two tablets into his hand, blissfully unaware that this was far more than some drunken night out. "Forget about college today, I texted one of your friends to pass on the message that you wouldn't be there. You need bedrest. I'll pop out later, pick up some groceries-- but you stay in bed and rest up, okay?"
"Look, don't worry about it. You went out, had fun and came back a bit too drunk-- it happens, right?" He smiled as he pressed two tablets into his hand, blissfully unaware that this was far more than some drunken night out. "Forget about college today, I texted one of your friends to pass on the message that you wouldn't be there. You need bedrest. I'll pop out later, pick up some groceries-- but you stay in bed and rest up, okay?"