Dakota Asher
Dakota was just having one of those days. You know, when you just don't really want to do anything? But his- annoying -loud alarm woke him up anyways, and he wasn't about to just call into work and say he wasn't going. Besides, he used the sick excuse last week to go out with some girl he had met over the weekend. Turns out she was only interested and sex and while Dakota wasn't exactly appalled to the idea, he didn't really just sleep around with people to sleep around with people. If that made any sense at all. When he realized his alarm was still going off, he reached out to smack the annoying beeping machine and it stopped for a moment, but only to start again instead announcing that it was going to be a beautiful Spring day, hot and sunny with no clouds in the sky. The twenty five year old reached behind the nightstand to unplug the radio before pushing himself out of bed and beginning to stumble towards the bathroom. It was perhaps the only good thing about living in an apartment rather than back at home, he wasn't able to fall down any stairs while he tried to stumble around in the morning, and the bathroom door was only at the other side of the room.
Less than an hour later he was under a car, working on replacing the battery. It always amused him how customers came in and saw him, immediately thinking that the well-known Asher was probably here for a new car upgrade or something of the likes, and then looks a bit further down and saw his oily, greasy navy blue work uniform. In reality, it would probably be impossible for Dakota to live on his own if he still didn't accept money from his parents every couples weeks or so, but he still made an attempt at it. Most of his fancy, designer brand clothing had been traded in for "regular"- Hot Topic -clothing, and he even moved out of the house he grew up in so that he could try and be more independent. Though he was pretty sure it just disappointed his parents, which made little sense to him but... he wouldn't argue, not with them. They had done enough arguing over the course of him growing up.
It was around nine when the boss sent him out to get something to eat, since he had skipped breakfast that morning and it was apparently starting to show. Before he left he managed to change into a comfy pair of black jeans and a Fall Out Boy tee shirt. Across the street was a small cafe that he often went into around lunch time, but it was a lot earlier this time and he wasn't quite sure if it was going to be open. Luck seemed to be on his side though, because the sign announced that they opened at eight on Saturdays. Pushing the door open, he made his way inside and sat down at the bar/counter, ordering breakfast and a drink before he spied a familiar looking duo make their way into the same cafe. "Hey Daniels!" he called out, standing up from the stool and making his way to sit next to the lovely Daniel's girl- but gosh, even the brother was attracttive. Almost everyone involved in the feud knew that the eldest Asher cared little about the pettiness of their parents, and was rather openminded about all of them.
Spencer Carter
Spencer work in progress.