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Leo Bonfamille Twenty Three French Restaurant Pianist

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There is something seriously wrong with this town.

Why does nowhere sell just milk? Why does always have to have tea or coffee in it? Can’t a guy just enjoy a nice glass of milk anymore?

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themattpreston :

No, I’ve never rescued a cat from a tree. 

I’m not asking if you have, I’m asking if you can. My cat’s stuck and climbing the tree myself isn’t something I feel like doing.

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blake--hardesty :

“God, I am having the worst case of chub rub right now. Literally my thighs are on fire. And all in the name of beauty, which I’m not sure is even worth it anymore. I should’ve showed up in a jumpsuit like that girl over there, she’s got brains.”

“Chub-... What? What’s- Your thighs? Okay, I’m really not sure of what’s going on here, but are you okay? Do you need... ice... or something?”

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Leo Bonfamille’s Masquerade Outfit

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kelsi-lin :

“That was a test to see if you were lying. Good job, you passed.” 

“You were testing me to see if I was lying about not hearing you?”

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animated-dakota :

“If you were a random person, I wouldn’t be asking you to turn your head. I’d be creepily staring at you from a distance.” She noted, before lifting her head. “Besides, if you were a random person, I wouldn’t be paying you in food.” 

“I don’t care what you say. This is creepy.” Leo’s brow furrowed as he reached for a fry on his plate. “Frankly, the only reason I’m letting you do this is the free food.”

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harlowkennedy :

“Have you ever stopped to think for a second that maybe you’re the problem here? I’m speaking correctly, you’re just not listening. Maybe it would help if you pulled your head out of your ass.”

“And now you sound like my mother. More sass and the use of a mild curse word, but it’s like I can actually feel her disapproval.”

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sammytsao :

“Sorry I was just on the phone but even then I tend to speak quite fast. But no it wasn’t aimed towards you so don’t worry you didn’t miss out on anything important.”

“Right. Yeah, whatever. Go back to your phone call then. Wouldn’t want to keep you from anything not important.”

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mjaesangs :

“Wow– I haven’t had someone make fun of my accent for years now. Clearly, you’re aware that some people can’t be all proper Englishmen?”

“Your accent has nothing to do with mumbling. I’m not exactly without one myself, but at least I talk at an octave loud enough to hear.”

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mahiraking :

“With your attitude, I’d rather keep my words to myself.”

“Win-win for us both then.”

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harlowkennedy :

“Excuse me? I was just trying to give your wallet back, but if I would’ve known that you were such a dick, I would’ve let someone steal it. Respect your elders, kid.”

“Wow, okay. You know that no one is ever going to respect anyone when they’re told to, right? It’s not my problem that you can’t speak clearly.”

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deaconcatalano :

“Alright, gotcha. I can see how I could ‘a been a little hard to hear. I said: Move, kid. But now since I gotta second chance, I think I’m gonna say: Move, brat.”

Leo’s jaw tightened and his hands clenched in and out of fists at his side. “I don’t exactly see how I’m in your way. You know, it is possible to move round a person. I mean, it’s a few extra steps, but I’m sure your hip can manage it without causing you too much discomfort.”

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charlietherose :

“I said, Y o u  l o o k  h o t  i n  t h o s e  p a n t s,” Charlie said, drawing out his words. Then he grinned. “Was that enunciated enough for you?”

“...Yeah, okay. I have places to be.” Leo awkwardly pointed off in some other direction. Whenever the conversation took this kind of turn he never really knew what to do or say.

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animated-dakota :

“I was trying to ask you if you’d turn your head to the left. When I asked you to sit to draw a profile, I actually meant a profile.” 

“Seriously, why am I doing this again?” Leo rolled his eyes and turned his head again. “Do you always decide to draw random people like this?”

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kelsi-lin :

Whoa, just take it easy, man. I was talking to myself more, I do that sometimes, but it’s good to know you were eavesdropping. Hear anything that caught your interest? My mind’s a crazy place.

Right... Yeah, no. Like I said, didn’t catch a word of it.

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Were you talking to me?

Because, honestly, I didn’t catch a word of that. Maybe if you didn’t mumble? Enunciate. Seriously, it really helps with this little thing called communication.

[greenlakehq]

“Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.”

basics;

full name: Leo Bonfamille

years of age: Twenty Three

birthday: September 26th

occupation: Restaurant Pianist

faceclaim: Matthew Daddario

personality;

+  charming, kind, observant

- moody, sarcastic, self-depreciating

extra bits;

Leo Bonfamille was born in Paris, France to a famous socialite. Him and his two siblings grew up in the public eye and there weren’t many people in Paris who didn’t know who he was, especially after the incident. When he was eight, the family butler kidnapped him, his brother and sister in an attempt to hold them for ransom. However, the man was quite an idiot and he lost them, leaving them abandoned on the streets of Paris. Eventually they were returned home, but the whole situation had a lasting effect on them, much to the dismay of their mother.

Leo has a habit of keeping people at a distance. Not because he fears they’ll hurt him, but because he thinks it’s him that will hurt them. Besides, people are annoying. Frankly, he hates them all, and if he could get away with it he would never need to leave his home again. He doesn’t even like himself all that much. He’s a walking disaster, really.

secret;

Leo suffers from Intermittent Explosive Disorder. His mother forced him into a medical institution in his late teens, but two years ago he managed to break out. Since then, he has been seeing a psychiatrist who has already done more to help him than that dump he escaped.

most played;

“And I’ve always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance. And up until now I have sworn to myself that I’m content with loneliness. Because none of it was ever worth the risk.“ – The Only Exception, Paramore

“Imma do the things that I wanna do. I ain’t got a thing to prove to you. I’ll eat my candy with the pork and beans. Excuse my manners if I make a scene” – Pork and Beans, Weezer

“History repeats itself in phrases scribbled in dark places. Like notches on a belt.” – Kicking & Screaming, All Time Low