Johnny Greene

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Johnny was sitting at the face painting booth. He had been setting up everything for when the staff came and eventually took over. It was hard for the beauty blogger to not want to use everything in front of him, and he couldn't let the staff use face paint so he had to test it out. As he sat at the booth he saw a familiar face walk past. "Addie," Johnny called out. @stfuaddie

[johnny-greene-blog]

I'm bored so like if you'd want an individual starter from Johnny! He needs more plots and connections. So hit me up!

[johnny-greene-blog]

"Got it." He relied, moved one of the amps to the back left of the stage. Next he carried the second one to the back left of the stage. As he was figuring out where all the wires went he spoke, "Will you be playing tonight?" Johnny asked. In no time he figured out where those wires went and off to carry the first of the two to the other side of the stage. "I'm so stupid, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Johnny." He said as an amp was on his shoulders.

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"It sounded right to me." He replied with a shrug. Time didn't really matter to the blonde. He was going to be stuck setting up the festival all afternoon. If he didn't bring the box of equipment over to the other side of the field was alright. Those guys could wait a bit more. "Yeah, where to you want me to put them?" He dropped the things in his hand and walked over to the amps.

[johnny-greene-blog]

“That doesn’t sound enjoyable at all. Don’t do that to yourself.” He shook his head as she stood besides him. “Are you good at the water balloon game? I bet I can win you a huge ass teddy bear.”

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Slurred words (Johnny)

“john—” she paused for a second, laughing to herself. “johnny! my make-up man! that one, right? you’re not fuckin’ with me?” she asked, taking a quick drink from her glass before continuing. “yeah, he’s done my make-up all the fucking time for shoots and stuff, like, he’s the shit. don’t know how he’s not some massive celeb make-up artist yet, or, you know, whatever he wants to be. gives me his make-up when it doesn’t want it, like, how fuckin’ sick is that? check him out, he’s pretty good. tell him eden sent you.”

[johnny-greene-blog]

“Dude, I’m going to drop this shit right here. Let’s just fucking dip. If this festival ain’t set up properly that’s not my fucking problem. Let’s get shit faced now.”

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“ shit. ” jackson cursed from where he stood perched precariously on a ladder. he wasn’t exactly sure how he had gotten roped into helping set up for the festival, yet here he was. a streamer floated mockingly to the floor as he groaned in frustration. “ mind grabbing that for me so i can make myself a noose? ” he called down, ladder wobbling threateningly.

[johnny-greene-blog]

“Just what we need your dead body dangling from that.” He said as he held on to the ladder, keeping it in place for the other.

[romyalvarrz]

“This totally counts as helping,” an infectious grin sitting comfortably on her lips as she did a twirl on the stage, long blonde locks flying and pleated tennis skirt flaring out with the motion. “i’m testing it so the talent doesn’t slip, or anything. can’t have that happening, now can we?” she mused, stopping short with her arms still outstretched, “i’m thinking of testing out the game booths next.”

[johnny-greene-blog]

“You are going to make yourself sick if you keep up with that.” His eyes darted down to the stage floor. It looked to be in place with her twirling around. Johnny would have to say it looked safe enough for the talent. “It looks good. Why don’t we test out the games?”

[ohrcmy]

“ pumpkin or rainbow? ” romy’s lips pursed curiously, a telltale paintbrush perched between nimble fingertips; somehow, she’d ended up at the reigns of the face-painting booth, but now, she was itching to test out her skills. “ c’mon, it’s the best way to get in the spirit! actually, at this point, i’ll paint anything on your cheeks that your little heart desires. ”

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Johnny was a bit hesitant to get his face painted because his pale skin was so sensitive. By now he should know what products irritate his skin, but he was the worst judge at that. With a sigh he nodded his head. “I don’t care what you do. As long as you don’t put to much on my face.” He asked. 

[vixlynn]

“I swear, this is the biggest thing of cotton candy that I’ve ever seen in my life and if this isn’t asking for a sugar rush I don’t know what is. Though, let me tell you, I really want a teddy bear so maybe I shouldn’t eat this yet. Want some?”

[johnny-greene-blog]

“No, I don’t want that. That’s way to much sugar for anyone to have,”

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“would it be a sin if i can’t help falling in love with yo-” sebastian paused in his playing as he noticed the other, and he smiled, “sorry, was just doing some mic checks.” he said, sitting on the edge of the stage with his ukulele by his side. “does it sound clear enough? i want it to sound good enough for the acts.”

[johnny-greene-blog]

Johnny was helping out by carrying a lot of the heavy items to the festival. As he walked past the stage he had to stop and listen to Sebastian’s singing. The velvety voice was just to hard not to stop. “Yeah,” He grinned widely. “You it sounded clear enough.”

[suhhlene-blog]

❝ of course i would get stuck with the kissing booth. i don’t even LIKE kissing that much. but especially not fucking strangers. whatever.. i hope that someone cute is my first kiss. ❞

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Johnny laughed at her comment. “That’s really funny. How do you even manage that? I hope the time you spent being stuck in there won’t give you any nasty diseases.”

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johnny-greene:

“I did, but no worries. I got this.” Johnny said as he carried a heavy box of equipment. 

He felt the smallest pang of guilt as he watched Johnny struggle, a quiet groan leaving him as he reluctantly lifted a piece of the equipment out of the box, lightening the other’s load only slightly. “I don’t see why we’re the ones who have to fucking do this shit.”

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Johnny was struggling a bit with the box, but he could handle it on his own. This was a little bit more than what he would lift in the gym. So, it wasn’t to bad. When his load became lighter he felt relieved, now he didn’t have to worry if he’d drop the box and break everything inside. “I don’t fucking know? It makes us look like good people. If you ask me, this is so fucking stupid they have us doing this. I have other shit I could be doing right now.”

[alecaholic-blog2]

“You don’t actually expect me to do anything, right?”

[johnny-greene-blog]

“I did, but no worries. I got this.” Johnny said as he carried a heavy box of equipment. 

[johnny-greene-blog]

My computer has given me the worlds biggest headache. Like I can barely get on the internet with out it crashing.  So until then I’ll be without gifs. I’m debating if I should take it to the apple store. Someone tell me if I should do this. In the mean time, you should hit me up for plots with Johnny.

Yonatan “Johnny” Greene was born in Germany to his mother Aliza and father Jakob. When he lived in Germany he didn’t meet his grandparents because they did not approve of the women Jakob married. While Aliza’s parents in Israel did not approve of the man Aliza married. 

He speaks three languages German, Hebrew, and English. When he’s really drunk he’ll talk in German. To this day he still has an accent when he speaks.

His parents never explained why he’s never met his family. He’d ask questions to understand why but neither of them would answer.

He’s a fairly religious person. He observes Jewish holidays but not all of them. On Friday nights he observes Shabbat. He doesn’t go to temple but he’ll hang out at home or go out to places he can walk to. If he does go out he won’t  buy anything or accept food or drinks from people. He keeps a kosher home and if he goes out to eat he’s a vegetarian. 

One night when his mother went out with friends as she was driving home she got into a deadly car crash. Johnny was only 8 at the time so he doesn’t remember much of his mother. But what he does he holds it very close to him. 

After this his father packed up and moved them both to New York. Jakob made a start up company that really took off. Eventually making enough money to have two offices. And then moved the Greene family out to LA.

Currently Johnny lives in his own apartment, because his father remarried a girl a year younger than him and he doesn’t like her. Johnny doesn’t let his father know he doesn’t like her because he’s happy. And Johnny wants his dad to be happy. 

He also knows about how his fathers wife is hooking up with some of his friends and he doesn’t want to be the one to let his dad know that. He’d like for his wife to confess.

Johnny is trying to become a makeup artist. He’s currently a beauty blogger with all sorts of media (YouTube, blogging, Snapchat, Instagram)

His secret is that he’s slept around with a lot of people when in reality he’s asexual. 

That’s everything you need to know. Please come love me.