into the darkness

indie roleplay blog for OC Alex White Faceclaim: Jack Barakat

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Alex is warmed by his interest. “Yeah. I was crying, Alikë” he feels almost ashamed to admit this, especially to someone he had just met

Alex felt a little confident that this stranger could have an impact on his life. Alex hoped this was true

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:: CONCERN began to flood onto his features at the other’s reply — nobody was going to be upset, not if he could help it.

"What’s wrong?" Alikë asked softly, hand gripping the handle of his mug.

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Alex sighed quietly "One of the reasons is that the coffee is like 8 trillion degrees. The other is more... Well serious" Alex began

Instead of speaking, Alex pulled out his phone and began to type a message. He showed the message to Alikë. "Sorry, I don't really feel comfortable discussing my SH or the reason why in public" he had leaned over the table and whispered into Alikë's ear to say that. His voice had a tinge of huskiness to it

[alexdantewhite]

[alexdantewhite]

Alex smiled slightly. He was happy that this complete stranger did not seem to have even the slightest undertone of malice.

When Alex had realised that the stranger had called him handsome his cheeks became tinted with pink. He thought ‘Talk to him, you idiot’. Unfortunately, the words that came out of his mouth were stuttered. “I-I’m A-Alex. And y-you are?”

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:: SO it was the second option.

"Alikë. Nice to meet you.” He continued on with the muffin, then decided to have a poke around and get a feel for who exactly Alex was.

"So, before I came over here, I noticed that you were —" don’t insult his masculinity in your first conversation with him ” —that your eyes were sweating.”

[alexdantewhite]

Alex is warmed by his interest. "Yeah. I was crying, Alikë" he feels almost ashamed to admit this, especially to someone he had just met

Alex felt a little confident that this stranger could have an impact on his life. Alex hoped this was true

[alexdantewhite]

[alexdantewhite]

Alex looked up at him and nodded slightly. “It’s a free country”he mused, his deep voice sporting a Canadian accent. He looked up and the boy that caught his gaze was simply beautiful.

It has not been too long since the coffee incident so Alex has not attempted to drink his coffee…

[alexdantewhite]

Alex smiled slightly. He was happy that this complete stranger did not seem to have even the slightest undertone of malice.

When Alex had realised that the stranger had called him handsome his cheeks became tinted with pink. He thought ‘Talk to him, you idiot’. Unfortunately, the words that came out of his mouth were stuttered. “I-I’m A-Alex. And y-you are?”

[alexdantewhite]

[alexdantewhite]

Alex looked up at him and nodded slightly. “It’s a free country”he mused, his deep voice sporting a Canadian accent. He looked up and the boy that caught his gaze was simply beautiful.

It has not been too long since the coffee incident so Alex has not attempted to drink his coffee...

[alexdantewhite]

Alex smiled slightly. He was happy that this complete stranger did not seem to have even the slightest undertone of malice.

When Alex had realised that the stranger had called him handsome his cheeks became tinted with pink. He thought 'Talk to him, you idiot'. Unfortunately, the words that came out of his mouth were stuttered. "I-I'm A-Alex. And y-you are?"

[alexdantewhite]

Alex sat down at a small, round table. He held his cup of coffee close to his chest. A habit, it would seem. Alex immensely regrets not bringing his earphones as if he had, he would surely be listening to Pink Floyd. He took the first sip of his coffee. He had nearly thrown it...

[alexdantewhite]

Alex looked up at him and nodded slightly. "It's a free country"he mused, his deep voice sporting a Canadian accent. He looked up and the boy that caught his gaze was simply beautiful.

It has not been too long since the coffee incident so Alex has not attempted to drink his coffee again

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[alexdantewhite]

Alex sat down at a small, round table. He held his cup of coffee close to his chest. A habit, it would seem. Alex immensely regrets not bringing his earphones as if he had, he would surely be listening to Pink Floyd. He took the first sip of his coffee. He had nearly thrown it across the room. In Alex's own words, It was "about eight trillion degrees". He tried not to scream profanity as an intensely hot sensation danced along his tongue. Tears welled up in his eyes from the pain. He wiped the tears with his sleeve. He silently cursed his impatient nature. He had learned to blame Starbucks for this trait as he felt their coffee was far too amazing tasting

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hi, my name is Seán! I'm super looking forward to writing with y'all :)