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Rhett Hatfield | 27 | Waiter I'm just a guy that got caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. I know my way around words, it was my job at one point. Those ads that make you buy useless things? That was me. I guess you won't be buying them anymore, huh?

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         " oh,  woah,  didn't  mean            to walk up on that, sorry. "

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      ” —-because that’s                      sooo  funny. “ 

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         " I think it's great. ---            c'mon, lighten up a             bit, would ya? "

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            " --- y' okay there, love? "

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Name: Rhett Hatfield

Age: 27

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Status: Staff

Occupation: Waiter

Faceclaim: Sam Claflin

BIOGRAPHY:

When you hear the name Hatfield you think of a famous fued filled with blood and anger, but Rhett’s family wasn’t plagued by that. They were the picture of the American family; two story house, two kids, white picket fence and even a dog, completely normal. When you walked into their kitchen you were sure that you were walking into an episode of Leave it to Beaver; mom was at the stove cooking, dad was reading the paper and the two boys were playing somewhere in the background. Rhett had no troubles growing up and he knows that he’s very lucky to have lived such an easy life. He tried his hardest in high school and from there went to a nice college, at least nice enough for him. He took the initiative to pay most of his way through college so his parents wouldn’t have to and he had to admit it wasn’t easy. He’d work most of the night then manage to get a few hours of sleep in before class, but despite the struggle he made it and he did fairly well. He wasn’t the top of his class, but he wasn’t the bottom either and that was good enough for him. He was always content with just being in the middle, with not sticking out in a crowd or being the center of attention, content with just being himself.

Rhett spent a good amount of time after college looking for a job because let’s face it the market wasn’t exactly full of opportunities. When he finally walked into the doors of Drake & Sons, an advertising agency, he felt home. He’d always wanted to be one of those men that went to work in a nice suit, had drinks with clients and got to travel all around the world. He started out as the mail guy, running the cart up and down the isles passing out packages and envelopes always grinning and always eager to help in whatever way he could. When people actually started to pay attention to him he started to climb the ladder making his way towards creative director as fast as he could. He was quick on his feet and he always had some new idea to pitch for a commercial or print ad. Rhett was turning into the man he’d always wanted to be. He wouldn’t take a meeting without a drink and the clients he kept were some of the wealthiest men in the country just looking to sell their product and make more money. He was, in a sense, living the life, but there always has to be a regression to the mean. Too much good in one life makes things uneven and Rhett found that out the hard way. One night after a meeting with a client he’d decided to walk home, too drunk to drive and still holding onto enough sense to know not to. The trouble that he ran into that night is what pushed him towards White Rose. He needed to get away, to strip himself down to the foundation and just start over, so he took his life savings and moved to the island picking up a small job as a waiter. He’d take his time to build himself up again, and hopefully it wouldn’t come crumbling down around him.

PERSONALITY: 

Positive: + Charismatic + Confident + Humorous  

Negative: – Abrasive – Hedonistic – Selfish

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lexiofwhiterose:

"What?" She looked down at her arm where it’d been burned almost a year ago after catching his sight on it. "Oh. It’s old, doesn’t hurt anymore."

          ❛ my mistake. --- sorry. ❜

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littlextiger:

Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just a scratch.

          ❛ you sure?  I  could  get  you              like a bandaid or something. ❜

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"Definitely'm having to get used to. I have a tan and a six pack now after four months of hard work. I feel that slowly, but surely, I'm Finnick Odair".

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          ❛ ouch  ---  that   looked              like it hurt. you okay? ❜

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belle-cross:

"You know I really hate it when guys call me doll.. And talk to me like I’m a little kid.. I just thought that one bowl was going to fall.. And I have been a waitress for a few years.. So I know a thing or two about this stuff.."

          ❛ fine. lady, could you  scoot  it?             --- yeah, but  you  don't  know             shit about my boss. he'd have             my hide if I had you help. ❜