#mitch tbt.

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" well, well, look who's decided to show up again-- hey, princess. " // @adoranoia

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arvo perks up, face flushing a light pink--he had been caught red-handed, it seems, with mitch's discarded jacket around his shoulders, he stammers to an awkward start, attempting to explain himself.

" it's, just--i got cold... " (nailed it.)

the day was chilly, but the work that mitch was doing ( lugging various materials to the greenhouse ) had caused him to work up a sweat -- so, his outer layer had been discarded a while ago, tossed to the side without thought.

work finished, mitch pauses, glancing about for his favourite jacket. not seeing it where he swears he left it, mitch cur- ses under his breath. " are you fuckin' kidding me, who the hell... " a variety of colourful words are added to this, mitch shaking his head with annoyance.

" alright, " he states, voice raised a bit as he throws an irritated glance around, " who the hell took my-- "

the words catch in his throat as his gaze alights upon the offender: arvo, the jacket draped around his thin shou- lders, sitting off to the side working on something of his own. mitch can't help the fondness that rises in his chest, anger immediately forgotten.

arvo speaks, and mitch finds himself fumbling for an answer, the frustration having disappeared and leaving him feeling...a little awkward. ( are those butterflies in his stomach? is his heart going a little too fast? god, arvo looks so cute, and-- )

" oh, uh-- " mitch fumbles for a mo- ment, words tripping over each other, and he shoves his hands into his pants pockets. " it's... it's cool. "

mitch feels heat rising to his cheeks -- why the fuck doesn't he mind arvo stealing his jacket?! if it had been anyone else, if he had seen literally anyone else pulling this shit, mitch is fairly certain he would have been on a war path. however, because it is arvo, because arvo looks so-- so-- ( cute ) cozy in his jacket, his cheeks flushed, awkwardness hanging over his frame...

" you're, uh. you're-- fine. you can borrow it. " mitch glances off to the side, feeling heat rising to his own cheeks, painting freckled skin a faint red. " i just, uh. ...was wonderin' where it went. keep it as long as you like. "

[survdied]

...so, 'mitchy', huh?

mitch's expression immediately drops into a scowl, arms folding across his chest as he rolls his eyes. " christ, " he mumbles, shaking his head. " you fuckin' hear-- arvo callin' me that? " he snaps, a snort escaping him. " goddamnit. "

a huff escaping him, mitch shakes his head. " don't fuckin' call me that, " he states, voice verging on arctic. " only specific people get'a call me that, you got it? you ain't one of 'em. " mitch glowers, lip raised in derision as he turns to the side.

truthfully, one of the people who gets to call him mitchy is arvo -- and the other is...well, his mother, and he hasn't seen her since he was a little kid. anyone else--?

well. the verdict is still out.

[survdied]

CHARACTER SHEET ― FULL NAME. mitchcell anthony williams NICKNAME: mitch, mitchy (only a select few can get away with) ALIASES.‏ N/A PRONOUNS. he/him, cis male . HEIGHT.‎ 5'10"‏‏‎ AGE. nineteen. ZODIAC. aries / april 5th SPOKEN LANGUAGES. english ‎‏‏‎

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 ―

HAIR.‎‏‏‎ brown, constantly mess and unbrushed. bit overly long, it reaches the nape of his neck. FACIAL HAIR. he shaves it, mostly. sometimes has a little scruff, but generally keeps himself cleanshaven. EYES. light hazel. SKIN TONE. ‎tanned and freckled.‏‏ BODY TYPE. fairly tall; he builds muscle fairly easily so he has a sturdy build. DOMINANT HAND.‏‏ left. POSTURE. he often holds himself with a sort of lazy mock-confidence, though his hands are often balled into fists, as if he's always preparing for a fight. SCARS. various little burns on his hands from chemistry, small scars from wood carving, too. nothing too notable. OTHER NOTABLE FEATURES. he is always a little tense, and has a bit of a resting bitch face. dimpled chin. when he smiles, he has a dimple on his right cheek. ‎‏ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 ―

PLACE OF BIRTH. xxx, virginia HOMETOWN. xxx, virginia SIBLINGS.‎‏‏‎ half-sister from his mother's re-marriage. never really close with her. PARENTS. lived with his dad. his mother left when he was little, and remarried when he was about seven. he saw her on weekends.

𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ―

OCCUPATION.‎‏‏‎ student (former), survivor (current)‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ CURRENT RESIDENCE. ericson's boarding school. CLOSE FRIENDS. willy, who's like a little brother to him, he likes violet a fair bit, too -- respects her a lot. he also liked brodie. ‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ FINANCIAL STATUS. ‎N/A, used to be lower middle-class, though. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‏‏‎‏‏‎ DRIVER'S LICENSE.‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎he wanted it, but never got the chance. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ CRIMINAL RECORD. minor theft, and messing with homemade explosives (he actually blew up his father's garage). that's what sent him to ericson's. VICES.‏‏‎ ‎‎‏‏bit of a pyromaniac, truthfully. also won't turn down a cigarette. has a bit of a temper, and is very stubborn. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ―

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. gay. PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. ‎switch. PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE.‎‏ dominant. TURN OFFS. ‏can't take a joke, too serious, too stuck up, try to control him, don't listen to him when he talks, the list goes on! TURN ON'S. makes him feel heard, doesn't mind his grumpiness, teases him back, challenges him without making him feel belittled. LOVE LANGUAGE. acts of service, quality time, physical touch ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. never really had much experience with relationships pre-apocolypse, mostly just little crushes that never went anywhere. however, he is really passionate and full of a lot of love to give, and likes to spend time together. loves to make his partner laugh, and to make sure they feel safe and secure. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 ―

CHARACTER'S THEME TUNE. good kid (pjo musical), ‎you're gonna go far kid (the offspring), twin sized mattress (the front bottoms)‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ HOBBIES TO PASS THE TIME. doodling, wood carving, testing out chemistry theories, and bothering his closest friends. ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. left-brained, mostly.‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ SELF-CONFIDENCE LEVEL. he talks big shit, but he has fairly low self confidence.