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@chidideandre
— 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓: CHIDI DEANDRE OSUWU. ❜
“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.” ― Jim Morrison
— biography: here — stats: here — general connections: here
— location: osuwu yacht — date and time: saturday, august 28th — availability: open | 0/6
“Ah, no way-- don’t tell me you’re leaving already? The party is just starting,” he stated. Chidi appreciated his birthday, it was the few moments in life that the spotlight was all over him and people would rarely be able to take it away from him. So, he always tried to make something special for himself and this time it was a yacht party — even if his birthday had been last tuesday, there’s nothing better than the weekend to celebrate something. A brief moment by the pier before it’d sailed away, giving him the chance of swimming for a while alongside people he cared about or even strangers, everyone was welcomed to join the party. As long as they knew that he was the main attraction. “Look at this bottle, this amazing drink. You should definitely join me, it gives you bad luck to decline something wished by the birthday man.”
Besides, after a full moon and the city having to face a dark day. The least he could be grateful for was the sunny day, almost a gift nature provided to him. “Come on... what’s your poison?”
— location: chidi’s apartment — date and time: thursday night — availability: closed | @choileon
Though it wasn’t usual for him to invite people over — that wasn’t someone he was flirting with — to head to his place in the middle of the week, he decided to do so that particular Thursday night. Chidi didn’t know if it was due to the few arguments he had had with Omari back at the office, or if it was the fact that the past few days had been stressful enough due to the full moon. It was constantly like that, this back and forth, push and pull, switching from family drama to everything about the city he lived in. So, enjoying his evening with a friend would be perfect enough to let go of a few of those thoughts, and with that, before he would head back home and receive a ‘no’ from Leon, he shared the invitation through a text.
Come by my place later, I’ll cook something for us, because I’m that nice, man. And I just got a new bud, so... win/ win!
Cooking was one of his habits that would offer others the idea that he cared. It was also an activity that made him feel more relaxed, it was either that or boxing. And he didn’t want to head to the gym that night after work. Long minutes after a shower and changing clothes, he found himself opening the door to welcome his friend in “I kind of miss when I would only see your ugly face back at the court or when I was drunk enough to enjoy having you around.” Silly comments that were far from true and were all he said before pulling Leon close to a right and brief hug. “You know the drill already, make yourself comfortable. How’s life, daddy? Kid’s with Ally?”
— location: gym winchester — date and time: saturday morning | august 21st — availability: closed | @selinbcris
It was an understatemente to think that Chidi wasn’t worried about what was to come. It was a common thought whenever full moons were approaching its imminent moment of being part of every person’s life. The difference in his own would be the fact he had to keep himself attentive, working backstage to make sure no one was going to be injured. His own secret that he didn’t share with family, friends, with anyone. One of the main reasons why, he was working out even harder that evening. But despite it all, the moment his sight met Selin on his way outside of the gym, he smiled at her. “Ah, if I knew that you were here I’d have made sure to make a beat or something over our routine for this morning.”
“Next time we should meet each other somewhere else, where I can help you burn those callories faster, huh?” He teased her with that smirk that rarely left his lips. Taking a sip of the water that was still in his bottle, he left some space for her to fill up the silence before Chidi himself would even continue this conversation. “How’ve you been?”
setting: casual weekend brunch at a Bistro
status: open to KB’s friends or Osuwu family friends
Khalid raised his mimosa filled glass up off the table, then brought the straw to his lips for a sip. “I feel like you’re still judging my ensemble,” he noted upon setting his half-empty glass back onto the table. Khalid was amused by it all, and he would be lying if he says he doesn’t appreciate the luxury that his family affords him. Despite loving to be purely casual, chill, and down-to-earth like his close friends know he is, Khalid likes to spice up his looks with a little designer flair.
“I thought we moved past the fact that I’m overdressed for the occasion. But, I swear these are my chill loafers,” aside from being a type of shoe associated with a relaxed atmosphere, the designer brand and his entire I’m at a resort on vacation vibe caught the attention of several partons when he entered the establishment. “How much do you want to bet that those people were staring at me because I’m really tall,” he mused, knowing fully well that’s not what made his turn several heads when he joined them a few minutes ago.
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“I’m not judging that,” Chidi offered brief words towards his brother while holding his glass of whiskey. Was it too early for something strong? Maybe. Would he go for it anyway? Definitely yes. It was the weekend, their parents were nowhere near to find reasons to add comments about it, so he could live it up a little bit. In fact, he just wanted to smoke if he could at the bistro. Maybe when he was back at his place. “I’m not even judging you despite how lame you can be, KB.”
He shrugged. Teasing his siblings was a great trait he was proud to own; a common thing to happen between siblings. Maybe even stronger in the Osuwu family, he didn’t know. He couldn’t measure that. “If you ever want something from my wardrobe, we can find a few pieces that would fit you well. Because I’m a good looking man with amazing taste for clothes, and... other things in life. And nah, I don’t think so, but...” leaning against his chair he stared at the people Khalid was talking about. Chuckling right after. “How much are you willing to bet and how can we figure that out?”
MEET CHIDI OSUWU
AGE: Thirty-four years old
BIRTHDAY: August 24th, 1986
GENDER / PRONOUNS: Cis Man - He/Him
OCCUPATION: Chief Human Resources Officer at Osvwu Jewelry
PLACE OF BIRTH: Astoria, Nova Pangaea
NEIGHBORHOOD: Hearthstone Bay
HAS LIVED IN ASTORIA FOR: 34 years
BIOGRAPHY
There’s a story behind every person
Chidi was welcomed into this world on a beautiful afternoon in August at the city of Astoria in Nova Pangaea. The second son of Omari and Angela Osuwu, back when the Osvwu Jewelry company was starting to pierce its mark not only in Astoria, but in the entire country. Though, in the eyes of Angela she had already a favorite in the first child from the result of her love for Omari, Chidi made sure that his presence was never forgotten from an early age. For those who would meet Chidi DeAndre while he was growing old, he was loud. Chidi knew how to gain attention and how to work with the crowd.
Some would perceive his reactions and personality as trying to gain attention from his parents — something that was usually expected from an old sibling. And, it seemed this grew stronger after his sister’s arrival. The sister that, with time, became their father’s favorite. It was clear for everyone to see, and it didn’t matter how much Chidi wanted to be special in his own way, the favoritism was nurtured far from being subtle. And, perhaps, that was why, despite being part of the family, he was the one that felt furthest from actually being in it.
Still, he was there watching Omari’s empire grow, hearing his father’s speeches that one day all of that would be passed to his children; sharing the importance of a good education and learning how to run the business, because he’d have to choose the person who would take his seat in the future. Those words echoed inside Chidi’s mind, but before he would even focus on how to make it happen, first he would focus on enjoying the present and absorbing the verity that far from the eyes of his family, people wouldn’t even know that he was the ghost of a middle child.
During high school and college none of his friends called him Chidi, for a few years he was Andre. Partially, Chidi felt that he had more than one personality. Almost in a way that whenever he was Chidi, he was this loving person that was always willing to do what was best for himself and family, focused on his parents and siblings, even when they didn’t have the best relationship with each other. And, then, when he was Andre, he was free. He was a humorous guy, willing to go through experiences that could be even considered reckless, for the sake of experiencing life a little bit more than when he was around family. It felt good, it gave him memories that shaped him into becoming the man he is now.
College was also another experience that kept him far from the drama that seemed to fluctuate in the Osuwu home. Attending the University of New Seofonac to prepare himself for being part of the family business, Chidi chose to study something related to human resources; not because he felt passionate about it. Mostly because he really didn’t know what he wanted to do with life when it came to being part of the company. Yet, while those classes were carved in his brain, Chidi noticed that he could be good at it. His grades were another example that he wasn’t wrong about it nor the interest that always caused him to be early for every class and making sure he didn’t forget an assignment before wanting to have fun with friends he made during his time in college.
Leaving Astoria for four years, gave him the notion that he could be good far from his family. That he didn’t need to be under the wings of Omari and Angela every single day of his life. Still, his responsibilities were stronger than the idea of doing something completely far from what was expected from him. Because, deep down, Chidi wanted to be part of the company, he urged to show his worth.
Therefore, after graduation, he was back, his family needed him to return to Astoria, expecting Chidi with arms wide open and a job position for their child. It was the first time that he noticed how great his father was at running the jewelry company, but also how the family drama could occur everywhere, not only at home, but also behind walls from meeting rooms. It was exhausting, to say the least, but sometimes he’d find the chance of making it humorous. Jokes that weren’t expected, but made it all less harsh than Chidi wanted it to be.
Some people would state they wouldn’t be able to live in a family that wants to know every step you make and who you are with, but Chidi found a way to manage it. Besides, when it came to love and the idea of who he’d eventually marry and would be part of the family, Omari and Angela didn’t have to worry about it. Chidi is known for never setting down. He’s never considered the people he had brief relationships with as his girlfriends. It didn’t matter for how long they were in each other’s lives. Afraid of commitment, he didn’t know how to name what was happening between him and the women he met, so it was easier to keep it without a name. Some would find this enervating, some wouldn’t mind it at all. There’s also those that would think they were the special one, and would finally be the person that would make him feel the need of settling down. So far, it hasn’t happened.
Up until now, his main focus is his job, which led him to the position he now holds at the company after his trip to get his MBA in New Seofonac as well. Tired of the constant fights between himself and his father, Chidi also decided last year to move out of the house they all lived in, finding an apartment for himself in Hearthstone Bay. After all, why should he stick around when he wasn’t the most special sibling? When he was so sure that it didn’t matter what he did, he’d never be the one Omari would choose to take his seat? Maybe that was why, another choice was made in his life when someone approached him by the gym with an opportunity to do something great for the city. It was the first time he heard the words he could never share with anyone else: Specula Noctis. It was the chance of doing something important since the chances of being the one to follow Omari’s steps were far from happening.
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— location: the brasserie on the river — date and time: saturday evening — availability: closed | @afreya-osuwu
"You do know he’s not watching us, right? Or maybe he is, because I don’t think it’d be impossible for Mr. Omari Osuwu to hire someone to keep an eye on his children, but if he did that, it was to check on you... not me,” Chidi shrugged. It wasn’t his usual idea to go for dinner at a fancy restaurant over a saturday (if it wasn’t to impress someone). However, the night was barely starting and after a chat with his sister — which was rarely a bad thing when it was just the two of them —, Chidi could attempt to invite Afreya to prolong their night together by heading to a club or a bar. They deserved to forget the pressure of being part of their family, even if it’d only happen for a couple of hours. Aside from that, Chidi would take those moments to be as selfish as he could be. He was tired of taking care of people, worrying about others and taking them into account. He did that throughout the week during plenty of hours of his day at the office.
fernanda gomez:
Fernanda smiles at his candor and enthusiasm, and notes how they are key traits that make her enjoy his company. “At least we’ll be stupid together,” she assures him, crossing one leg over the other as she zips open her backpack and pulls back the top flap, revealing a few vacuum sealed bags with labels. “Peruse, pick your favorite,” she offers, watching the sky colors change. Snorting lightly at his plan, Fernanda looks at him with a half grin. “Trust me, my life isn’t exciting enough to distract anybody from their own.” She admits with a shrug. “How have you been?” She asks, moving her sunglasses up her forehead.
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“Aren’t we poetic? I think it’d be wiser if one of us wasn’t as inadequate as the other, you know-- to balance each other out, but what’s the fun in it?” He shrugged, a grin still plastered over his lips while he made himself comfortable close to Fernanda. Grabbing the sealed bags, he already knew what he wanted; something that would give him some mild euphoria, and a few minutes later he returned the rest of the bags to his friend. “I can give you the money later, yeah? We can pass by my place, get something to eat and you’ll have it.” And then, he shrugged. “Stressed out. My dad is being his usual frustrating self, and I’ll get him annoyed by my presence because it’s fun. Other than that, just working and trying to get dates. I would say my life is boring but it’s actually entertaining as fuck. What about you?”
kiran thakar:
Kiran smiled and nodded. “Noted,” he said. Chidi liked to talk about himself, that hadn’t changed, but he had never minded, it was easier like that. Listening to someone talk while he could keep a bit more to himself.
He shrugged, but a smile on his face. “I have two days off during the week,” he said. “So… well, it’s pretty much the same as most people only my schedule revolves around the matches and when our vip supporters are available.” It could be chaos, but he clinged to that.
He nodded. Chidi dealt with people differently from Kiran’s job, he wondered which was easier. He played a role around the companies that supported the team as sponsors. It was easy because he really did love soccer, and he was curious enough to show interest in other people to a point where he valued their opinions more than his own. People liked that, to be the center of attention.
“Your place is very nice,” he said. “And don’t worry, I don’t start until well in the afternoon. The team plays at seven tomorrow, so seas of time. What games do you have?”
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“Ah... well, it does sound interesting. But, good, good-- at least, it means the night is just starting and we can have some fun. I missed you, you know? You’re cool to hang out. Glad to know that somehow life brought us together, huh?” He chuckled.
“Thank you, we have Yumi Tadao to thank for that. I just told her what I wanted for this apartment and she made it exactly how I imagined it’d be furnished. I’m lazy, so you know,” he shrugged. An action that contained the words: I spent the money I could to have someone worry about shaping this place into what I wanted it to become.
Taking a sip by his couch, Chidi took a sip from his beer, resting the bottle over a coaster before grabbing the controller. “I usually like fighting games, racing ones or some sports, soccer for example. You name it, and we can play it. Or I can just get it for us to play.”
It was never supposed to seem like he was bragging about money; though, deep down, Chidi could sense that his actions were constantly towards the privilege of having enough and not even worrying about it. His response towards Kiran had that sense.
milou van de ven:
Milou arched one eyebrow and grinned. She shook her head and took a sip from her coffee. “Oh, I am always right, especially when it comes to the senses, and more specifically the sense of taste,” she informed him. “Caramel makes EVERYTHING sweet even better,” she added, grinning. “You’ll have to tell me if you like it though.”
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After ordering the same drink as the person next to him, Chidi smiled. “I won’t go against what you just said, I’ll just fully believe you know your strengths,” if he was to have a different point of view about it, Chidi would mostly keep it to himself. It didn’t take long, until the drink was right in front of him, and after taking a sip, though he noticed that it was sweeter than what he was used to, it wasn’t bad. “I guess, you’re right. It isn’t as good as my favorite choice of drink, but it can be a good option whenever I need something sweet. Tell you what, it’ll remind me of you... though I need a name to help me create this memory.”
sara yoon:
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Oh. Sara thought to herself while prying her eyes from her phone’s screen and lifting her gaze to meet his, one of her brows arching up with intrigue the more he went on about meeting her later so she wouldn’t be late for work. Definitely trouble. She knew better than to stick around give him her time of day, but at the same time, there was something about him that made it hard for her to simply cut him off and carry on with her day. Maybe the way he spoke with such confidence? Or maybe she just missed the attention. Maybe she missed being the one someone else’s eyes were on, and having their undivided interest. Good times, eh?
And, just like that, as if some sort of divine sign, her phone buzzed in her grip. A message from one of her clients asking to postpone their meeting to later the day, which, Sara did her best not to let it show on her face. She knew guys like him. He was sending all kinds of red flags to her brain and that was exactly why she didn’t want to let him know she was enjoying being courted like that. Courted. People didn’t do that anymore, Sara.
“Seems like you’re in luck, then.” The brunette smiled, waving her phone to indicate that the message she’d gotten had granted him more time in her company. Should she bold like that? More time for her in his company seemed more fitting. “My lunch meeting was just postponed. Got any suggestions of places we could go? Ah… have you eaten yet?”
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"I’d be disappointed if the universe didn’t tweak a few things here and there to make being around you happen, so I guess I’m indeed in luck,” the grin was still there. Chidi was completely aware that it either annoyed others or enticed some interest, he had a pretty smile. Of that, he was completely certain of.
Now, all he needed was to send a message to his siblings, maybe his father? Which target should be the one to find out he was going to be late to get back to work? Either way, he knew he’d have to face some retaliation. But, he didn’t care, at that moment he was too focused on the beautiful woman next to him to even assume his presence would be deemed important back at the office. He could come up with an excuse. A lie; he could be good at it for the sake of an extra hour away.
“I have, yes. But I don’t mind keeping you company, even if just all the way until whichever place you’ll choose to have lunch at and I’ll meet you later to continue where we left off.” His gaze rested over her, while he continued to walk next to Sara and subtly guide them towards the option that left his lips. “Motorwagen is a good option. Have you ever been there? There’s plenty of places here in the city that I could recommend if you’d like me to. The perks of being born and raised in Brisbane.”
How often do you cry? What do you do when you see other people crying?
"Not much? But it's silly to think I don't cry, it just takes being something really emotional to cause me to do so. And when I see other people crying I try to help if needed, or I'll respect their space if they want to be left alone."
What’s one memory with a friend that you’re fond of?
"The beginning of my friendship with Reina would be one, back when we were just kids. Though I'm sure I was too annoying and I don't even know why she decided I would be a good friend, but here we are. I would love to get my bike and annoy her with plans that would make my parents go crazy about it. Such as running away to the beach before the sun would rise, because everything seems right when we are young, isn't it?"
