❝ This asshole keeps spelling my name wrong on my cup of coffee and I know it's on purpose because it keeps getting increasingly creative. ❞
Muse A is used to having everything his way. He has a wealthy family and an intimidating presence around others. He makes it known that he thinks he's important. Muse B is a seemingly normal person, he works at Muse A's favorite coffee hop. The two have never spoken more than a few words to one another, them being seniors at the same high school and all, but Muse B spelled Muse A's name incorrectly once. Muse A was frustrated by this and so in an act of defence against the stuck up Muse A, Muse B decides to continue misspelling the other's name. What happens when an angry Muse A finally confronts the other in school?
⌜NAME⌝
full name: Luken Gabriel Tule
meaning of name: citizen of Italy.
nickname(s): Luka
reason for nickname(s): when he was younger, people said Luken was ‘too mature’ of a name for a little boy so they started calling him Luka.
☾ PERSONALITY ☽
personality:
(+) thoughtful. this is voiewed as both positive and negative. he knows what people like and how to make them smile, but he also knows exactly how to push people's buttons as well.
(+) it's hard to make him feel discouraged or disappointed. he is an enduring person
(-) he is the type of person who doesn't want to bother others if they're frustrated or tired and won't go to anyone if he has problems. he keeps his own emotions bottled up and just tries to smile through it.
(-) he has a bit of a particular ‘choice’ when it comes to friends. you could call yourself his friend, and end up being nothing to him. if he tells you you're his friend, then you're probably his friend. but most of the time he just ends up making smalltalk and talking to others to be nice.
sexuality: Homosexual
crush: unknown
group member they are closest to: he is closest to his friend Noah and neighbor Hazel
fear(s): small enclosed spaces (claustrophobia), needles, large bodies of water
☾ AGE ☽
age: Eighteen
birth date:September 2
birth stone: Sapphire
birth flower: Aster
western zodiac: Virgo
☾ STATUS ☽
class: middle
grade: 12th
☾ APPEARANCE ☽ -
tattoos: none
piercings: none
height: 5'7
eye color: . brown
freckles?: on his legs
☾ OTHER ☽
vehicle: he has no need for a car
extra information:
- artist
- is quite fluent in German due to his family living there for two years
- hates the beach
- loves sweaters and chocolate.
Requirements
- two to four paragraphs per post please
- I will be playing muse b
- make drama, this will be an angsty roleplay
- these two muses are not friends, far from it. their friend groups despise each other
- simple forms are okay :)
When Luken had woken up , he had felt tired. He didn't have much to do that day, it was a Saturday thank God. But he still had to go down to the coffee shop in town and work until it was about twelve thirty. It wasn't a bad job though, it was no Starbucks, but the small town of Salem, Oregon didn't have a Starbucks. So there wasn't much competition for the little local coffee shop. Luken sat up and changed into a maroon shirt and some dark jeans before walking downstairs into the main area as his family called it, of the house. Luckily his mother and father were still asleep, sO they wouldn't insist on him staying and eating a lot for breakfast, which would result in him ending up being late for work, instead Luken grabbed an apple out of the fridge and walked out the door giving his younger brother Erikson a quick goodbye. Luka walked down the street and ly after ten minutes reached the small coffee shop near the edge of what the people in Salem called downtown. Hazel was already inside the coffee shop setting up for the day along with Mason. Hazel and Luka couldn't stand Mason, but they were stuck with him. He was good friends with y/c and they couldn't take him seriously. Hazel walked over to Luken, “Hey neighbor, did you sleep in or something?” Hazel had a knowing smile on her face and Luka just chuckled lightly. “Sure. I'm just glad its a weekend,” he said. The girl nodded in agreement while Mason gave a somewhat irritated sigh. The autumn leaves fell outside and then finally Hazel flipped the open sign, signalling the coffee shop wsds open and ready for business.
Hazel and Luken had spent half of the morning just screwing around. The two had nothing better to do. Pretty much no one had come in for a while. A girl from their school, Lucie (pronounced Lu-see-uh as she told everyone because it had polish origins), walked her dog into the building and ordered about four cups of coffee. No one was quite sure as to why the girl wanted so much caffeine, but they assumed she was bringing the coffee too her family, which was quite large. Then a boy from their school had come in before (y/c). A boy Luken and Hazel weren't very fond of, but were required to serve nonetheless. After the two had finished serving Alexander they glanced at each other and almost started laughing. Mason looked at the two suspiciously. Hazel spoke first. “My high score is now seventeen cups. Yours Luka?” Luken smirked at the girl. “My high score is twenty three.” Mason looked at the two with an exasperated expression. “Guys. You must stop spelling people's names wrong on purpose ” Luken looked at him. “Then maybe you should write the cups Mason. You spell everything wrong.” the other boy rolled his eyes with an irritated expression on his face as the two turned away from him. And then someone else walked into the coffee shop. Someone who wanted black coffee. That was quite boring and a little unfair as it was Hazel's turn to make the coffee and Luka's turn to take the order. He walked up fk the counter and took the order. Then he asked the boy what his name was. He knew his name, but he wanted to make sure he knew his name.