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“So I just spent the last forty five minutes trying to explain to this lady that Thor was in fact a dude with long hair and not a lady. I don’t know if she still completely believes me but she decided on a Spiderman comic for her grandson..so uh yeah that’s been my day.” Reed said a little awkwardly, the poor boy was in between being painfully shy and fiercely friendly which didn’t make things exactly easier for him. “So how was your uh day?” He asked to the person from across the counter. Scratching his hair gently she leaned on the counter looking up a little to the figure.
Most attractive people in town (boys and girls! Dont woose out!)
“Can’t woose out. ok well I mean Sam has been attractive her whole life, but that’s obvious. Kirk is my friend but dude is a nice looking man right? Also that Keith dude looks like a model. I think Chas is beautiful and always has been, but it’s because she’s the human form of sunshine. That Gabe guy is nice looking? I don’t know what to say, we are a good looking bunch here at Kokomo.”
“Party pooper” Sam gave a falsely disappointed stance as Reed took away her beer. “You know, the only good thing about being an adult is that I can dr-” And suddenly she burped, scareing herself in the process. “Shit” She turned back to look at him, her mouth now closed as she accepted her fate. “I’m fun.” Samantha spoke and moved towards him while ever so slightly wobbling a bit. Not as much as most people, thanks to the gymnastics- but still a bit.
“Yes, Sir, I will stay still.” She attempted to mock the boy and stuck her tongue out but the impression came across in a much more endearing manner than she had tried for. She stared at Reed for a moment, pretending to act as though she had to actually think about it- even though the choice would be pretty apparent. After some very long, drawn out seconds, the blonde ran and swiftly jumped on him.
“Okay, I’m cool. Spray me with water if I get too hyper.” She leaned back into him, but her legs dangled off the chair and waded a bit in the air. “By the way, I made cookies. Kirk ate like… a sizeable amount of them. But I saved some for you.” A brightened smile came over petite features and she snuggled into him, perhaps a bit more close than a normal platonic friendship.
“Yeah I know, but you are enough of a party for the two of us Sams.” He said shaking his head playfully as she burped. It was adorable, but also nothing Sam could do at this point would shock the boy. Seeing as the two of them had practically spent more than half their lives being friends he had seen her in just about every single stage of life. “You are very fun Sams, but you are also very drunk.” He said scratching his chin a little as she wobbled a little he wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her in close trying to give her some support.
As the two of them crashed on the couch he gently booped her nose with his index finger gently as she stuck her tongue at him. As she sat down, he pulled her a little close, knowing that they were a little closer than how most “friends” would sit but they weren’t like most friends. They had a lot of history together, a lot of life experiences together, and truly there wasn’t one person Reed was more comfortable with than her.
“Prepare to be sprayed with a lot of water then.” Reed said joking, and gently stroked her hair gently trying to help her go from hyper drunk to a more calm maybe even sleepy drunk so he could get her to sleep at a reasonable hour. “Cookies hm? Well thanks Sams, that sounds amazing, you know Kirk such a cookie hog that guy is. What else did you do today?” He said letting her lay her head gently on his lap gently running her fingers through his hair trying to soothe her.
“Can’t say I’ve thought too much about leaving, I’m happy where I am. Plus I know Moe wanted the place in good hands, can’t let down his legacy and such.”
“uh..air, food, water? Besides the basics I would say life would be pretty unbearable without Sams, my comic collection, graphic tees, records. I don’t know..”
Bright blue socks slid across laminated flooring, kicking up in moves signalled from MTV music videos and geeky jazz hands. Blonde hair flew around in what could only be seen as a sort of teenage dream-full party fashion. She was… a little hammered- and a lot hyper. “LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS.” She sung into a spatula microphone while pointing to the boy in front of her, beckoning for him to join her and dance.
“Come on, we can do The Breakfast Club!” Samantha smiled brightly. “You know what you need? Some tequila and lime, with like- the salt. Like the tv shows!” A grinned playfully appeared on the woman’s lips and soon enough, she was dancing with an arm around him. Sure, Sam may have been dramatic- but only for the best!
“Okay, goof off with me and I’ll make us steaks.” Ah yes, bribery! The ancient tactic of manipulation!
“Ok first of all Sams you are going like 500 miles per hour and I can’t quite keep up with you.” He said taking a sip from his beer, he wasn’t sure how or why she had gotten drunk but he did know here they stood Sam full on smashed while a Reed on looked with a sly smile on his lips. She was a cute drunk, she always had been probably always would be and unlike most drunk people she got too much energy when drinking. “Alright little Miss Lucy in the Sky you need to take a sit.” He said grabbing the drink from her hand gently and placed it on top of the bookshelf hoping she’d forget about it.
“If we watch the Breakfast Club you need to promise me to stay still. No no I think you’ve had enough to drink Sams.” He said trying to get her to sit down as she tried to dance with him. “Who got you this drunk?” He asked laughing at her hyper drunk hyper speed self. “Just sit, let’s watch a group of misfits in detention.” He said sitting down putting his arm up for her to swoop in and lay herself in his arms. Taking a sip of his beer he hoped she’d calm down a little, even though her drunk self was a cute self he had seen many times before in high school.
REED PARKER often hears that he look(s) like JAY BARUCHEL. HE is an 26 year old living in ROCKWELL HOMES . Currently, they are working at the COMIC BOOK STORE. His friends say that they can be KIND and FUNNY, but sometimes they can also be SARCASTIC and MEEK. (ooc: JO, SHE, 23, PST)
meet this loveable dork, this is Reed. Full name Reedman Jay Parker, he is 26 years old and he is filling @samanthaperry‘s wanted connection. But here are just a couple bullet points on him and what not in case your heart has been desiring to have a plot with a comic book loving, avid coffee, graphic tee wearing geek.
Reed is an only child, raised by Norma and Eli Parker. Growing up his family was never super wealthy. His mom was a school teacher and his dad worked at a salesperson, so he was never one of the rich kids growing up. He always got what he needed and once a month his dad went take him to the comic book store and let him pick 5 comics.
He grew close to the man who owned the comic book store because it was a frequent hangout of his as he grew up. When he 15 he even got a job at the store as a part time after school job.
He grew really close to the owner as the years went by and as his dad traveled frequently and wasn’t around as much so he used Moe (comic book owner) as the guy he would talk to about life, crushes, etc.
When he turned twenty one Moe had passed away leaving Reed the comic book store, and he has been full time running it ever since.
He is like a puppy dog, he is kind to everyone but also kind of a dork so he can be sarcastic at times.
Growing up in high school he didn’t have a ton of friends, just a core few that were kind of known around the school as the dorks. If you have seen freaks or geeks he would have for sure been in the geeks group.
He also likes to draw, he dabbles in making his own comic books but he doesn’t exactly show his art off because he is self conscious about it and shy.
