Plot: my charie is dirt poor in this city where sveryone is rich. All she wants is love and to have a good life. She os also unaware she is sick with a deathly illness since she doesnt have money to take care of herslef. She is skinny (ill heta general pic when i get home)).
Your charrie (guy) finds her and is l
on love at first sight. and then we will continue from there.....
She stood under the awning of a store. It was pouring down ran and she was soaked
[align=center]Hello!
Don't have time right now, but I WILL come back to this.
Quick Q, about what age frame are we looking at? Teens? Early twenties? Adults?
Probably. 19-25, its your choice
Bumpy
[align=center] OHMIGAWSH! I'm very sorry here, but THE DAY I was to come back to this... we left for a different state for Christmas. But, I'm here, and I will now be replying, as it is later, and i promised I would reply... later.
Quick "application," just because for some reason I like them.
Name: Dee Touart
Age: 22
Looks: (I know it sounds crazy, but I prefer not to use pictures) Pretty tall for his age, Dee has brown hair that sticks up in all directions, whether he tries to do something about it or not. His eyes are brown, too - he doesn't like his eyes much. He has these little short, stubby eyelashes that he doesn't particularly care for, either. He is not particularly unattractive, but not attractive, either. He's more like one of those faces that blends in with the background, like an extra in a movie.
A little about him: He likes older music. Like, 70's, 80's music; Kansas, the Beatles, Queen, older stuff like that. Dee considers himself an oddball in itself. He likes being the odd one out; he looks nothing like his two sisters and brother, or parents, which as a kid made many remarks on how he MUST have been adopted and his parents didn't tell him. He didn't have too terribly many friends as a child, either; he played with his toys.
Another thing - usually when a girl is into him it's because of his money. His family is very rich, and proud of it, too. There isn't a person in the town who knows it; except, not many know that he is... part of... their family. Because of these listed things he is not quick to give his heart.
Okay!
Dee, a 22 year old returning from doing a little birthday shopping for his brother, unfolded his umbrella and pressed the button for the crosswalk to change.
"I already did that five minutes ago, mister, and it did nothing." Rasped an older man under a raincoat beside him.
"I'm sorry." Dee said, unsure what to say otherwise.
The crosswalk changed that moment and he hurried across. He was not a huge fan of the rain unless he was inside. Normally he would have kept walking, but there was a girl standing in the rain, shivering, soaking, not a raincoat or umbrella in sight.
Trying to be a kind person, he walked over and held the umbrella over the two of them. He smiled and looked over at her. "Hello." He said, for it would have been strange to hold an umbrella over her head and say nothing.
OOC: I'm sorry! The posts get shorter, I swear.
She looked up at him scared and nervous
[align=center]Dee looked at her with curiosity, trying to read her expression. Suddenly, it came to him that she was probably afraid.
"I'm not going to hurt you. You're going to drown on dry land if you stand here dripping anymore."
"i have no where else to go." she said looking at the ground
bumpy
[align=center] Dee contemplated options for a moment.
"Okay..." he said slowly, "You'll have to trust me, but if you come with me I can get you some dry clothes and a place to stay. Easy." He offered, shooting a smile.
"you want me to come with you?"
[align=center]"Only if you're willing." He insisted.
She slowly stood up "ok, sir"
[align=center]He smiled weakly. "No need to call me 'sir,'" he chuckled, "Just call me Dee. "
"im Lynn"
[align=center]"Lynn. I had a goldfish named Lynn. My parents ended up -" He stopped, "Different story for a different time. C'mon, I'll see what I can do in getting you an apartment..." He began walking towards the skyscraper-filled part of the skyline, expecting, and hoping she would follow.
Lynn followed far behind
[align=center]He looked back over his shoulder. "No need to be shy," he said, offering the umbrella.
Lynn walked under the umbrella
He smiled faintly, but he still felt as if she were obeying so she wouldn't be harmed. 'I'm not going to hurt you, I swear."