мeмøяıeš & мø¢ħαš ((Accepting))

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Gregory thought a moment, gently tapping his chin absentmindedly. What was something that would be good for a little kid on his birthday? He thought silently. "Well maybe rent him a bounce house? I had one of those at my fifth birthday. Best thing ever at that time of my life-" Greg said with a gentle grin. He brought a hand to his navy blue tie the lads were required to wear as he adjusted. Suddenly the door opened and closed and in walked a rather late Faye. "Things happen. I'm sure it's not that big of a deal-" Gregory assured with a warm smile. In walked two girls- a blonde and a brunette who were waiting for a table.

In a matter of seconds he was up and off his feet and leading the two to a booth. "Welcome to Sips & Sweets. I'm Gregory, what would you like today?" He asked politely. There was a moment of silence before the two girls giggled. They couldn't be much older then sixteen at his guess. "One frozen vanilla latte for me." The brunette spoke up with a cheery smile. Gregory nodded, scribbling it down on the notepad. "And you?" He questioned the blonde after finished writing. "Well there are a couple things I'm interested in.." She spoke with a wink. The brunette elbowed her friend in the side slightly, laughing under her breath. A cheeky smirk appeared on his face, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? And that would be?" He shot back with a chuckle. The girl giggled again, glancing back down at the menu with pinkened cheeks. "Uh.. Um.. A peppermint hot chocolate. Yeah- That's what it was-" She spoke quickly. He nodded, writing in down with a smirk still evident on his face. "Well alright then. I'll have those ready shortly-" Greg said before walking from the table to place the order where they went until someone filled the orders. "Why is it that I always get the giggly girls?" Gregory questioned Natalie as he plopped back down in his seat at the counter with a smirk still plastered on his face.

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I overheard Gregory's comment and i turned to him, chuckling under my breath, "Probably because they're hormonal teenagers and your a cute dude serving them with a handsom smile? Its just a guess but...." I trailed off, shrugging casually, though my lips were curved in a cheeky smirk.
My eyes shone as i walked over to Natalie and gregory, leaning on the counter. I scanned the store quickly before turning back to the two. I smiled slightly, apology shimmering in my eyes, "Sorry it was rude of me to just innturupt like that. I'll leave ya'll be."
I smiled good naturedly and pushed off the counter, scanning the restaunt. This was what i got for not taking my ADHD pills.
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иαтαłıe đяeω eνeя

"They're attracted to you." She replied truthfully. Putting her head on her two fisted hands. Swaying her heels. She was always honest. Ok, maybe not always. But most of the time. She thought about the bouncy house idea. It was a good one. But he was only turning two. So he might be too small.

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Could I make another guy? Just curious. :3

[h e a r t.]

((Yes, of course!!))

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((Ember and Jack are just gunna sit around till i come up with something to post lol))

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You only live once.

Full Name: "Dillon Drew Hamilton."
Nickname: "Just Dillon."
Age: "I'm eighteen. Finally free."
Sexual Orientation: "I'm straight. Sorry bro, I just don't go that way-"


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You live your life and I'll live mine.

Personality: "Flirtatious." This isn't the first time someone has mentioned Dillon being a flirt. Unlike his friend Greg- He's more of the dangerous type of 'flirt'. He doesn't think twice about what it may do to a person's feelings- He just goes with it.
"Quick to anger." Dillon is one person you do not want to be around when he is angered. This eighteen year old is like a ticking time bomb. Unlike Greg- He doesn't keep his emotions bottled up inside. Dillon just lets them flow out- Again, not caring about the consequences.
"Blunt." Dillon is very bold and out there about things. He speaks the truth as it is- If jeans make a girl look bad when she asks he'll tell her- Better her know now then later right? Right.. This boy speaks his mind for all to hear- If he has an opinion he is sure to voice it.
History: "You expect me to tell you this? Well.. Alright. If I honestly have to. My mom was a bit of a drug and alcohol addict both when she was pregnant with me and afterwards. I guess it was to just drink the pain away of my father leaving her.. And in attempt to hopefully have me so badly messed up there would be no point in me living on. I guess that was proved to her wrong- I'm pretty normal I guess.. Although as you could imagine I've tried my fair share of.. Uh.. Things. We'll just leave it at that. I don't do it any longer but it's still a relevant thought- Now that I'm eighteen and free of that crazy woman I'm actually starting to feel there is a purpose for my life."



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Can't stand me? Turn around.

Relationship Status: "I'm a single man."
Crush: "Come again later. I haven't met the chicks yet."


Likes:
✓ Music
✓ Girls
✓ Sunglasses
✓ Skateboarding
✓ The Sun

Dislikes:
✗ Complainers
✗ School
✗ Homework
✗ The Cold
✗ Rain


{ I'll post right away after he's accepted- If he is accepted- }

[h e a r t.]

((Accepted! I'll add him to the character list later. I'm on my IPod right now.))

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I walked over to a now empty table. The couple from earlier had finished eating and was leaving. I grabbed a rag and wipped the table down, strands of blue hair hanging down to form a thin curtain between me and the world. I stood up and brushed my hair from my face. Heading back to the counter i put the rag back in its bucket of soap and water.
When that was finished i quickly glanced around, my gaze taking in every single customer, no one looked like they needed serving so i walked over to Jacks table and smirked at him, "Need anything else bro?" Jack silently shook his head and turned his attention to the activity out the window. I shrugged and walked towards the counter, boredly playing a song out in my head. It was a song i liked, so i had all the lyrics memorized. It was called 'Nobody's Girl by Bratz'. It had a good beat, one my head nodded lightly to as i sat down behind the counter.
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Gregory raised an eyebrow slightly to Ember's comment. "Oh- No you weren't butting in at all. It's alright-" He mumbled as he ran both of his hands through his dark brown flippy hair. This caused his bangs to stand up and give it a crazy tossed look. "Wow. Okay- My hair is crazy-" Greg spoke with a soft laugh. Quickly he fixed it back to the way it was- It was much better like that. "Oh- Wait- Nick's turning two huh? Yeah, scratch the bounce house idea." He said sheepishly, his dimples peaking out on either side of his cheeks.



Dillon let out a sigh of frustration as he walked in the back door to Sips & Sweets. He was obviously late by now- No thanks to his alarm clock that apparently fallen off his bedside table last night while he was asleep and managed to pop out of the electrical outlet. After speaking with the manager about it he went to his work locker and opened it swiftly. Quickly Dillon pulled off his coat- A plain black zip-up hooded sweatshirt with a white zipper. Underneath was his work uniform- And his own personal touch with a red tie. Red happened to be his favorite color for the time being. Dillon snagged a pen and notepad and walked out into the front- Taking a seat next to Gregory. "Morning." He mumbled groggily, yawning.