Name: Alexander Timberwolf
Age: 27
Personality: Alex is a caring, but rebellious man. He is smart and cunning as well.
Profession: Alex is an art teacher who use to teach at a highschool.
Interests: Alex is interested in art and music,. He enjoys kids and wishes to have one some day.
Looks: 
Name: Alexander Hound
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Looks: 
Height: 5'9
Scars: Knuckle scars from getting into a lot of fights and some on his wrist.
Personality: Very tough, but sweet at the same time.
Likes: KINDNESS 
Dislikes: BULLYING D:
Background: He has been abused multiple times, toughening him up to get into fights as a kid. (Learn more along the way)
Alex was sitting next to their friend. "Alex." He said, reaching out to shake his hand., He had scars on his knuckles. They looked fresh.
OOC-- ALL ACCEPTED!!!!!
IC- Alex smiled. "Dont worry about it, bud. Its the least I can do." He said. He took his pencil and started to doodle on the homework. He drew a heart and took his colored pencils and made it rainbow.
He smiled a charming smile as he took her hand. His hands were super soft. He shook her hand. "A pleasure to meet you, miss Angela." He said.
He nods and takes her to the vehicle. he opens the door for her and lets her go inside. He was super kind.
He closed the door and got in the other side. The car started. They were off. He looked at her. "You're really pretty." He said honestly.
He smiled. It wasn't a long drive. He gets out and then lets her get out. He held the door open for her.
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Alex looks around and watches her. He already liked her. He watched her explore.
He saw the marks. His blue eyes scanned him. "You got in the fight, didn't you?" He asked.
He was avoiding his little question. He leaned on his wrist. 'He's cute, too.' He thought.
Alex glanced up. He sighs. "Hey, Griffin." He said with a smile. He liked being nice. He loved it. He excused himself to his friend and got up. He went to Griffin. "Hows life?" He asked.
He nods and takes it. The handsome male moves his hair out of his face in a pony tail bun thing and drinks the water. "So what were you before this?" He asked.
His ear twitched. "How many times do I have to tell you, not Al, Al-ex! But life is alright." He said.
He rolled his eyes, but when he saw the macaroons, his ears perked up.
"Im an art teacher," He said simply. He drank more water.
He sat with her. "Colledge." He said. He smelled good. Like Pine.
((Oh, and Ida is accepted :P ))
"Why what?" He asks as he takes in her scent.
He reached out and grabbed one. He sniffed the pretty pastry. He took a bite. His eyes widened.