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Jesse Hall

"Life is good, man. Can't complain."

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a character in “City Living”, as played by Miserable

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Full Name:
Jesse Theodore Hall

Nickname:
JT

Age:
25

DOB:
December 18th

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Hometown:
Jesse was born in an area of the Bronx, in New York City. His mother struggled with substance abuse issues throughout his childhood, and he was removed from her care for fives yeas, between the ages of five and ten, all of which he spent with his grandmother in Florida. His mother regained custody of him when he was ten, and he moved back to the Bronx at that time. When he was twenty, he moved into the borough of Manhattan and has been living there since.

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Positive Traits:
Humorous, Sociable, Perceptive, Thick-Skinned, Independent

Negative Traits:
Short-tempered, Provocative, Unfiltered, Deceiving, Immoral

Personality:
Jesse is the kind of guy who will ride or die for his friends and family. Even though his mother and father weren't picture perfect parents to him, he still regularly gives them money when he can, if they need it, and he keeps in contact with both of them. He believes that family is the most important thing in the world, and even though he's not looking to start a family of his own any time soon, he knows that when he does, that he's going to be the best damn father in the world, just because he values family that highly. His friends feel that loyalty too, though it is important to distinguish that while Jesse is a strong ally to his friends, he does have a mind of his own. He doesn't rely on his friends' approval or opinions in order for him to shape his own decisions and opinions, and likewise, he doesn't feel like he always needs to agree with his friends just to be a good friend. He speaks his mind, and always stays true to himself, but always looks out for his friends while doing so, and yeah, if a fight were to break out between a stranger and a friend and Jesse knew that his friend was in the wrong, he would still physically defend his friend in that moment, even if he expressed his distaste later on. He's not high maintenance, and because of his roots, is a pretty simple guys. He would be just as happy sitting in a sports bar, or a friend's living room, watching a football game and eating takeout, as he would be in some overly-hyped up and expensive club. That's not to say that he's not into partying or down for a good time like that, but he doesn't need that to have fun. In most situations, it's easy for Jesse to take things as they come, and go with the flow of things.

One of the flaws that he's well aware that he possesses, is his lack of motivation or drive in his life. He's not sure about what he wants to do with his future, career wise, romance wise... or anything-wise, really. He's been at a standstill for a while now, where he's kind of just gliding through life without any set goals or aspirations, and it bothers him. He feels lazy, and wishes that he had more drive to go back to school, or to pursue a more specific career goal, but he's gotten so comfortable with where he is, that he just doesn't care anymore. His short temper is another flaw of his, and can often result in him becoming abrasive, and sometimes even aggressive when he's pushed far enough. Though for the most part, Jesse is as friendly as they come, he can get into moods where he comes across as nothing short of a condescending, smart-mouthed asshole. He possesses a dark sense of humor, and coupled with his need for control, he definitely possesses the ability to rub people the wrong way. Additionally, he has a very selfish side to him, that can allow him to act immorally, and downright horribly, without feeling guilty at all, if he thinks that it will benefit him in any way. He's witty and possesses a lot of character traits that make him easy to like, but that darker side of him is certainly present, even if not everyone sees it.

Likes:
Power, sex, tattoos, hard liquor, money, his grandmother, NY Giants, NY Yankees, desserts and sweets (especially chocolate), video games or any sort of leisurely competition, working out

Dislikes:
Coffee, pork, Valentine's Day, mushrooms, harsh jail sentences for non-violent drug offenders (even though that doesn't apply to his father's case, he just dislikes the general idea of it), hard drugs and watching his mother struggle with them, flavored vodka, golf, meaningless chatter

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Background:
Although Jesse's father was present in his life at times, he considers himself to have been raised in a single parent household. He was born to Lisa Ivanov, and Donovan Hall, when Lisa was only nineteen, and Don was twenty-five. They weren't in love, and honestly, had only known each other for a few months before Jesse's conception, as Don had become Lisa's new dealer after her first one was arrested for sales charges. Neither of his parents came from money, but unlike Lisa's, Donovan's parents were willing to accept the idea of their child having a baby. They were the ones who provided Lisa with much of what she needed to prepare for having a baby, once her mother kicked her out of their apartment in Brooklyn, and she was forced to move in with friends in the Bronx. The idea of being a father scared Don, though, and he wasn't around as often as Lisa wished he was, during her pregnancy, and in the three years following Jesse's birth. His parents were the ones who gave her money when he retail and bartending jobs weren't bringing in enough money. However, when they found out that much of that money they were giving her was going to her growing crack cocaine addiction, they refused to help further with money either. They still did everything they could to help their grandson in the form of babysitting, and sending food and diapers back to Lisa, but they couldn't do much more than that. When Jesse was three years old, his father was arrested for an array of charges related to a drug deal gone back, and was sentenced to thirty years in prison. Two years after that, his mother was arrested for a minor drug charge, which ended up forcing her into rehab. Jesse moved in with his paternal grandparents then, and then relocated with them to Florida when his grandfather had a stroke which required care that would be provided better in Florida. He spent the years between five and ten in Florida, and actually was a flourishing and happy child here. He started playing football, and did well in the sport, and did decently well in school. His grandfather passed away when he was eight, though, and when he was ten, his grandmother suffered from a stroke of her own, which landed her in a nursing home. At that point, his mother claimed that she was committed to being a better mother, and was able to regain custody of him. Moving back to New York wasn't something that he detested, but it definitely allowed him to fall into bad habits as he grew older.

He was into drugs and alcohol throughout high school, but managed to stay out of any major trouble. He graduated from high school when he was eighteen, and soon after graduation, passed the exam to become a New York City Sanitation Worker. Becoming a "garbageman" was never his dream as a child, that was for sure, and even when he applied, he saw it as a temporary job, something that he would do for a year or two before figuring out what he really wanted to do for a living. However, he became comfortable with the job, and to many people's surprise, the pay wasn't horrible either. It's been seven years since he started with the department, he's now considered a supervisor in his zone, and adding in the typical amount of overtime he'll get each year, it's safe to say that he's bringing in only a little bit less than ninety grand per year. In Manhattan, that kind of money isn't anything too special, but for a kid who grew up below the poverty line, he couldn't ask for much more. He moved out of his mother's apartment when he was twenty, and moved through apartment buildings until finding the one on West 14th Street seven months ago.

Occupation:
Supervisor in the NYC Sanitation Department

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Jesse stands at 6'1, and has a toned, athletic build. He works out regularly, and his job is a physical one, so it's no wonder that he isn't overweight and out of shape. He takes a lot of pride in his body and his appearance, and though he's not a "pretty boy", he likes to make sure that he looks sharp all of the time. He normally rocks scruff on his face, and he's never ashamed to show off the array of tattoos that he has on his body. One of his more striking features are his light green eyes.

Face Claim:
Don Benjamin

Hex Code:
#a63335

So begins...

Jesse Hall's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie

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Thomas said nothing as Deja practically molested Jude. Whatever it was that was between them, it wasn't enough to stop Deja from being Deja. It didn't stop him from feeling a bit put out by it, but it was what way it was. He nodded over at Jesse and Tony as he took a seat by Sam and across from Deja and Olivielle. He smirked over at them.

"Well, I am going to be treated to a pleasant sight tonight."

He turned to Sam and raised an eyebrow.

"Is that a a challenge? I never lose. I will have you nude in under an hour."

Before he could tease Sam more, Liv declared she was the best poker player ever and he could not help but snort into his cup. He rolled his eyes at her and shook his head.

"Liv, you are terrible at poker. You always give away whether you have a good or bad hand."

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Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie

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J U D E - D E M A R C O
Hex Code: #6b8e66

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Jude was preoccupied with whatever the hell Deja was doing to Dane. He was just thankful that the lanky blonde hadn't decided to attack him instead, though he fairly was sure that his relationship with Deja wasn't as sparkly and fun as hers with Dane. Jude and Deja were simple friends, engaging in lazy conversation while lighting up or being together purely out of favor. Jude was happy with their oddly distant relationship, seeing as he would probably get annoyed with this version of Deja quickly. He never went out with her or did anything wild enough to create this Deja, they mostly spent lonely evenings in watching stupid sitcoms, eating pizza, and smoking.

Catching bits and pieces of what Sam was saying his attention was brought back to the strip poker crew. "Sam," he started in mock seriousness, "no one wants to see you with your clothes off." Sam was one of the only souls he was outwardly mean with. Jude made his comment just to get under her skin, and he was sure to get some kind of nasty response from her. They were like some kind of dysfunctional siblings, always poking at each other, waiting for someone to crack.

After this exchange, Jude was caught off guard by Liv. With clumsiness her drunken body, she leaned against his, and Jude felt his face grow hot. He had never honestly never been with close to Olivielle. His hands lightly placed themselves on her waist as they helped Liv regain her balance. He cleared his throat as he actively avoided looking at her breasts. Clearly, it had been a long time since Jude was this close to any woman, let alone the girl he had been pining over for the past month.

Embarrassed, Jude chuckled nervously before agreeing to help her. He wasn't great at poker, but his mind was probably much clearer than Liv's.

Growing anxious about being alone with Olivielle, Jude wondered if she would even remember going down to the dark room. Jude had no intention of any hanky panky... and he didn't really want to drag a beautiful drunk woman into the streets or into a room that was hard enough to navigate with all your senses. He was high enough to willing be at this party, but not high enough to take Liv out. Clearly, she was looking forward to something, but Jude was worried it was the wrong something.

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Dane Elkner

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D A N E ~ E L K N E R
Hex Code: #456e48



It was only when Makayla reacted to his comment and spill that Dane truly realized that she wasn't present mentally. She was never the type to be overly friendly or loud, so not making a large statement with her presence wasn't unusual, but normally, if she didn't press for a conversation to be held, it wasn't because she was incapable of holding one. It was just that she seemed busy or a bit disinterested, and sometimes there was even an awkward out of place sort of vibe present, as if it was hard for her to socialize with anyone when Holly was around. That was something he couldn't blame her for. She was still quite pleasant and nice seeming, even if their relationship was a minimal one. The way that she barely even seemed to notice him spilling a drink on her, and then seeming uncomfortably passive and removed with Jesse pulling her sweatshirt off and leaving her in just a bra wasn't just unusual; it was disconcerting. Dane didn't need to know her well to realize that something was off, and if she was just doing her own thing and being drunk, that would have been one thing, but Dane had too much of a conscious to feel okay with Jesse undressing her like that when she was in that state. Dane knew that Jesse had slept with Makayla before, though he wasn't aware that it wasn't a typical one night stand or friends with benefits situation, but even knowing that they had some sort of history didn't make him feel much better. It was only when Makayla started talking to Jesse in a casual tone about the pie he brought over that Dane told himself that he was probably just overreacting. Maybe she and Jesse really were that close, he figured, though it didn't stop him from looking back over his shoulder once at them when he left the couch to join the group at the table.

"I want to see her with her clothes off," he objected with a playful smile as he heard Jude speak to Sam, though he had to add, "But only because I want to make sure that every one of you gets to see just how good I am at poker." Strip poker was definitely different than real poker, where you were playing for money, so Dane had no reason to actually get competitive (and he wouldn't get competitive, at least not to the degree of what Jesse could reach) but he was definitely interested in putting up a good fight. He was confident in his skills, because if he wasn't, he would have pulled a Jude and opted to sit out on his own. While Dane was friendly towards almost everyone, he wasn't flamboyantly confident, so stripping down, even in front of friends, wasn't something that he would ever want to do, especially when he wasn't drunk. Since he didn't plan on getting naked, he wasn't too worried about it. He left a space between himself and Thomas as he took a seat at the table, before saying, "Tony, Liv, you guys playing?" He purposely left Jesse and Makayla out, knowing that he was probably one of the few that was sober enough to have a conscious, and given that his already weighed heavily on him in ways that probably wasn't necessary, he knew that their presence would likely just make him feel more tense than necessary.

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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ROMAN || KILLENS
Hex code: #11519E
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Outfit: This
Hex Code: #91415d
Brooklyn couldn't help herself when Roman responded. She had to grin at how he reacted to being cornered into accepting her proposal for their next move, because seeing him swallow his pride was always laugh-worthy. She could laugh, but she couldn't deny that she and Roman weren't similar in that respect, where they were abrasive (albeit playfully towards each other) when things didn't go their way. She would never say it to him, but she appreciated that Roman could be just as blunt and callous as she could be. "I'll distract them with my undeniable charm, and you just grab whatever alcohol you can," she said, her voice more cheerful now at her apparent success, even though she wasn't exactly surprised by it. She didn't like to back down, so not getting her way normally wasn't even an option for her. "No one'll notice," she said, before reasoning aloud, "No one really cares about you anyway." She headed towards the door, now and said, "Aside from me, of course," as she passed by him and punched him in his arm with intention of it landing in a way that was too hard to be considered playful. Roman was used to being hurt physically, and Brooklyn wasn't claiming to be Mike Tyson, so she doubted it was actually going to wound him, but she hoped it at least left a bruise. It was payback, but it still wasn't full payback for him touching her with his foot.

Roman didn't immediately react to Brooke's hitting him, although he did feel it. Instead, he simply closed the door behind them, saying "You know, one day I'm gonna start hitting you back," although saying that wasn't entirely truthful since he wasn't entirely chivalrous with Brooke when it came to the don't hit girls rule. He wasn't one of those assholes who misconstrued gender equality to passify problematic actions, and it was mostly because he was close enough to Brooke to feel comfortable with being rough with her. Of course, it was only okay if he did it. In general, he wouldn't consider himself being overly protective of Brooklyn, especially since she could carry her own, but there were a few things that a guy could do to easily set him off, and touching her aggressively, even in a playful manner, would bother him. But the extent of the relationship was abrasive in most respects, verbally and physically, and nothing was ever taken too seriously. So there were times, quite normal occasions actually, where he would push her back or slap her across the head, as he did once they got to the door. Roman half-heartedly pretended to have done it accidentally while in the process of knocking on the door, "Oops," he said, deadpan, before knocking. While they waited, he began to smirk, as if he'd just thought of something funny. "What was it you said? Charm? You?"

"I'm going to kill you one day, I hope you know that. And I promise you that your body will never be found once I do." Roman's response to her punch deserved a greater show of force than the first punch, but she decided to leave him with a verbal threat only now, just because they were across the hall already. She could hear voices inside the other apartment, and expected someone to come to the door sooner than later, so she wasn't going to start an all-out childish slapping fight with Roman here. He would get what he deserved, just not right at this second. "And I actually shouldn't be surprised that you're surprised by that. My charm only comes out around people who can afford it," she stated, a hint of a smug smile on her face as she did so. Surprisingly, she wasn't lying when it came to that. Both of Brooklyn's jobs revolved around being pleasant and likeable to make money. If she had even a semblance of the attitude she held onto in her personal life as a waitress, she would come home with no tips, and not only did she have to abandon her attitude when working as a stripper, but take on an entirely new persona that made it seem like she adored attending to sleazy men. She liked money too much to hold onto her pride and bitterness at work, and the amount of money that she usually came home with attested to how she could pretend to be charming when she wanted to.

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Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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J E S S E || H A L L
Hex Code: #a63335
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Jesse was tempted to call Dane out of not including him in the final roundup for the poker game, but he was aware enough to know that that would have crossed the line of being unnecessarily petty. They had been talking about playing poker since Jesse had walked through the door... even he and his ego knew better than to act like he was not being included from the game at this point, even if they seemed to already be starting without him. He decided to look on the bright side as Thomas, who Jesse had suddenly deemed to be a pathetic loser tonight, took control of the game across the room, and looked as thirsty as ever surrounded by Sam and Deja, while doing so. The good thing about this, was that now he could get his one hundred dollars worth of fun out of Makayla without anyone else trying to interrupt them. He doubted that any of them would even realize it, if the duo slipped away into Makayla's bedroom, but just to be safe, Jesse figured that going to his apartment would be the easier answer. His roommate, Roman, was likely there, as Jesse highly doubted that he had succeeded in getting into Cara's apartment, but that didn't bother him much. Roman was a quiet guy, a roommate who knew how to mind his own business, and Jesse returned that favor to him, too. He doubted Roman would mind or take notice to him bringing Makayla over, especially since it wouldn't be the first time that it happened.

"I wish I could say I made it," Jesse said to Makayla, a feeling of ease washing over him at her words, as if her mere ability to form a coherent sentence automatically told him that she wasn't as gone as she had seemed a few minutes ago. "But I'll give credit to Tony on this one," he continued, taking another bite out of his own slice of pie. "Maybe I'll get her to join us for round two later," he said, and even if he didn't have that much expendable money, he'd be willing to slide an extra bill to Makayla if she was down to help him fill that fantasy. "But first, let's get out of this snore fest for a few minutes. My place," he instructed her, as a comfortable smirk fell onto his place. "For old times sake." As if she were a dog, Jesse figured that Makayla would be more likely to follow if he pulled her plate of food out from the coffee table and lifted it into the air. He helped her off the couch, wrapping an arm around her to ensure that she was as stable as possible as he led her towards the door, with little else said as he truly was trying to make this move as subtle as possible. Just as they got to the door, however, someone knocked on it from the other side, and Jesse groaned internally, though he hoped that the music inside was loud enough to drown out the sound of the knock to the others. As he opened the door, he found Roman and Brooklyn standing on the other side. While he normally would have been polite and allowed them to step inside before he stepped outside, he took the lead and led Makayla into the hallway before they could come in, offering only an "Excuse us..." in acknowledgment of their presence.

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Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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D E J A - B E N N I E
Hex Code: #7c6d96

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J U D E - D E M A R C O
Hex Code: #6b8e66
Deja shook her head playfully at Jude. She too was going to blame him for Liv's sudden disinterest in poker.

The lanky man meekly shrugged his shoulders at her and Thomas before retreating to Deja's bedroom. There he found a moment of solace before retrieving his camera and returning to document the events to follow. Though he was disappointed that Olivielle seemed put off by his subtle rejection, Jude needed to stick to his own set of morals. He figured that he and Liv would be a bit buzzed and relaxed by the time the evening came, not plastered. He just couldn't bring himself to take advantage of her. Even if she did want something more than a semi-romantic evening, he knew that it was completely wrong to do anything less than gentlemanly while she was intoxicated.

"Oh, no, no," Deja blurted to Thomas who was suggesting making deuces into wild cards. "We're going to play straight poker. No deuces or anything crazy. Just look at your hand and lay it down," she said too triumphantly. Deja took a moment to think, deciding which version of strip poker would be the most fun. "Oh!" she suddenly exclaimed, "and we're gunna play it so whoever has the highest hand gets to decide who has to strip." She added a playful wink and a silly pouty face, thinking it would add effect, when she said this.

"Everybody ready?" Deja asked as she sat down, looking between her friends with a goofy grin. It was then that she had realized that there was a knock at the door and she hadn't imagined it. "Hold on," she said quickly, "just deal the cards, I'll be right back!"

Before Deja could maneuver her chair and around the crowd of people the door was already open. Deja was mildly confused by the exchange and not completely sure which party was with who as Jesse passed by Brooklyn and Roman with Makayla.

Like a baby doe Deja stood for a moment in awe, her eyes drawn wide. A burst of energy struck through her skin body as she bowed to them and motioned them to enter. "Welcome to my humble abode," she said in some version of a cockney accent. "Come in, enjoy the wine and the company." Deja said simply before returning to the table.

Jude had positioned himself casually enough in the kitchen to be approached by Liv, but he didn't want to initiate anything more. He was honestly so unsure of himself and whether Liv was actually annoyed with him or even mad at him. Jude figured he would stay near enough to remind her of his presence, but not get the way if she really wasn't happy with the way he had pushed her away.

"Hey!" Deja suddenly called after seating herself. "You're that Roman kid, right?"

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner

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D A N E ~ E L K N E R
Hex Code: #456e48



Though this was definitely an odd way to spend Thanksgiving, at least for someone like him, who was so used to things being family-oriented, as Dane looked around the room, he decided that it was still a nice way to spend the holiday. Although she seemed calmer now, Olivielle had seemed very intoxicated just minutes before, so he knew that no matter what she did, she wasn't going to be truly sober until tomorrow morning. Deja was definitely the most intoxicated out of everyone in the room, but still in a way that made her funny and sociable and pleasant. Tony was around, giving off the positive energy that Dane loved her for, and Thomas and Jude were additionally good companions for a night like tonight, where everyone just seemed to want to have fun. Dane didn't know either of them extremely well but they both seemed like good guys. Throughout all of that positive inner commentary on his peers, though, Dane couldn't help but to wonder why they were all here. He had a good excuse for why he wasn't home with family. His work schedule made traveling home pointless this weekend, so he had went home last weekend instead for a mock Thanksgiving.

He remembered that Jesse said he was spending the afternoon with his mom, so that explained that. Dane already had an inkling that Makayla and Holly were pretty much on their own, simply given the fact that Holly was living with Makayla. Tony had just had dinner with family, so Dane didn't have to wonder about her either, but what about the others? Did Deja, Olivielle, Thomas, Sam, and Jude not have any family to go visit? He was close enough with Deja where he could ask, but Dane figured that that was a question that was probably better to bring up when she was sober, since her emotions seemed to be all over the place tonight. The rest, he figured, he would just be left to wonder about, since he wasn't going to pry into the personal lives of people he didn't know that well. While he was sure that they all had reasonable explanations, similar to his, for why they weren't home for the holiday, he was also well aware that not everyone had a traditional family life, and he didn't want to cross into the awkward territory of one of them having to tell him that their parents were dead or something somber like that.

Thomas had already dealt him in, so Dane felt bad doing it, but when his phone rang with a Facetime call from his younger brother, he had to stand up. "I know I suck for this, but I've gotta take this. I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he insisted. Though he knew it wasn't too polite to do, he could at least reassure himself that Thomas had to be happy that it was now only him and the girls playing. Plus, since Deja wasn't sitting at the table, he didn't have to risk her accusing him of leaving to talk to Cara on the phone or something. "I'll be back in five minutes," he did say to Deja when he passed by her as she returned to the table. Passing Brooklyn and Roman, he said, "Hey guys,", though he really only knew Brooklyn well enough to feel the need to greet her. Finding Jesse and Makayla in the hallway made him reject the Facetime call before he could fully answer it, though. "You guys heading out?" he asked, trying to make his voice sound only curious and not suspicious.

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Holly Maddon Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Weston Garcia Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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Location: Apartment 5E to Apartment 5D
Dialogue Color ✦ #FF5100
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In the midst of everything, Tony had zoned out, her typical light smirk frozen in place as all of the interactions occurred around her. She was usually a lot more lively and especially more willing to down alcohol as if it were merely water. Any other day and she would've immediately found a stash of playing cards and would've been five seconds from ripping her current shirt off of her person, just to level the playing field for Olivielle since she was wearing a dress and Makayla seemingly just a sweatshirt. She would've insisted that everyone do a round of shots just before the game - and yet, she was distracted. Once her brain had started to tell her to be a bit wary of Jesse and Makayla's interactions, Tony couldn't tell it to shut the hell up. It was frustrating. For all intents purposes, Tony trusted Jesse, maybe a bit more than she trusted a few people in the apartment. He was crazy, but he wouldn't...do anything foolish, right? She couldn't even explain why she felt so uneasy when she had looked at the two, but for some reason...she hadn't really known them to be super close since she had moved into the apartment building. And so them acting friendly right now and with the fact that Tony really couldn't honestly be the only one who noticed that the brunette didn't look so good...

"I'm right behind ya," she called to Dane, opting to take her cup with her instead of just setting it down. She didn't really feel like finding the trash can, but she did manage to glance over at Sam to add, "I'm gonna go check on Mc-Can't-Hold-His-Liquor over there." Which sounded like a pretty decent explanation, in Tony's head. Everyone knew that despite her typical devil-may-care attitude, the one person she was always going to be extremely worried about and could always be used as an explanation for her distracted disposition was her brother. He was a minor who didn't really indulge in alcohol and she was his legal guardian. Tony was allowed, even in the midst of what should have been adult fun for herself and friends, to want to check in on him. And not focus on the fact that Jesse and Makayla had left out together, and that still rubbed her the wrong way. Nodding to the others, Tony headed towards the door, not even stopping when she saw Brooklyn, but definitely mustering up a bit of her typical attitude when she interacted with the blonde to jest, "For someone who claims to want a little wifey in the future, you sure do move on quick." She grinned at her friend, but continued on out the door. She only glanced sideways at Jesse and Makayla in the hallway, and smiled at Dane, but then she was entering her own apartment.

And saw Holly on the couch.

Tony rolled her eyes, already knowing who was responsible for that. "That sneaky bitch," she grumbled, closed the front door quietly and then tip-toed her way to Wes' room to check on him. At least both of the kids were asleep.

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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ROMAN || KILLENS
Hex code: #11519E

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When Jesse and Malaysia slipped past, Roman took small notice. He'd seen them in the apartment together before, so seeing them didn't seem odd, but he picked up on a weird vibe nonetheless, one he didn't explore readily. One, because he didn't know either of them that well. And two because, as bad an excuse it might have been, they weren't bothering him.

Deja's interesting invitation was also distracting enough, what with the faux accent that he hoped was an impersonation of him. He didn't know her well, and it was clear that she was drunk, but she also seemed to be lively in general. As he and Brooke entered the apartment, passing Dave and Tony, Roman considered making a joke about how Brookes presence was that deterrent, but Tony beat him to making a smart remark, just as Deja got his attention again.

Stuffing his hands in his pocket, he took a step toward where the group had been seated. He knew he was assigned alcohol duty since Brooke, joking or not, was pretty accurate in her description of his lackluster personality. Around his friends he was notably more vibrant, but like now, around strangers, he was pretty stiff. He felt less of an internal groan to the unanticipated reaction though. More apathetic to socializing, but not in his traditional sense of having no interest in it whatsoever. He was simply a bit more at ease, though his body language probably still didn't show that much openness.

He didn't come anywhere close to matching Deja's energy, but considering on a different, less pharmaceutically influenced day, he would have simply given her a curt nod and perhaps a tight, emotionless smile, the fact that he was conversing was notable, although probably not very apparent. "Yeah. I guess," he said coolly, before mumbling in a half attempt at humor, "Not unless there's another Roman in the building that I don't know about." He looked towards Brooke then, offering a short, "You know any other Romans?" before addressing Deja again, although his eyes didn't meet hers. "But yeah, Brooke wanted to say hi quickly," he said, adding the slightest amount of emphasis on the quickly part. "You're...Deja?"

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Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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Outfit: This
Hex Code: #91415d
Jesse opened the door for them, and though she was very surprised to see Makayla up and standing, and also very concerned that she was wearing only a bra as a top, she said nothing. Brooklyn had a heart, but she wasn't completely soft, and right now, she just had to tell herself that she had tried. She tried to help Makayla, and she tried to be a good person, but she wasn't that good of a person to completely go out of her way to take care of her. If anything happened to her, Brooklyn would want to kill Jesse only because she disliked him and was more aggressive than she should have been - not because the situation would have weighed on her conscience, as if she should have done more.

They passed Tony and Dane on the way in, but because seeing Jesse and Makayla left a bad taste in her mouth, she didn't respond to Tony's parting comment. She just headed inside, only to soon be greeted by Deja, who seemed to be the definition of drunk as she spoke to them with an accent before inviting Roman to play strip poker. Part of Brooklyn wanted to laugh at how awkward Roman was. Awkward probably wasn't even the right word, but to her, seeing him interact with people that he didn't know, always felt awkward, even if it was only her who felt like it came across as that. It was just that Roman was so... so bland unless you actually knew him. He didn't give people much to work with in terms of responses, and it was always obvious that he was uncomfortable and barely interested in what people had to say. Knowing that he specifically did not want to come over here originally, only made watching this exchange all the more enjoyable for her, and part of her wanted to goad Deja on. She considered interjecting to insist that Roman sit down and play a round, since it would take her a little while to gather "Holly's things", just to add one more person pressuring him into playing strip poker.

The open layout of the apartment made it easy for Brooklyn to make her way into the kitchen and still see what was going on where the rest of them sat, but she stopped near the kitchen first when she saw Jude. "God, Jude, your friends are thirstier than even I thought they were," she commented, perfectly aware that Olivielle was standing right there too.

While one side of Brooklyn wanted to egg on the scene between Roman and Deja, the other part of here was being territorial. It wasn't necessarily a territorial thing in terms of her wanting Roman all to herself, but more so, her wanting Roman to feel disinterested in these people just as much as she was. She didn't want him thinking that they were funny or pleasant or enjoyable, while she was the only one feeling bitter and wanting to roll her eyes at the thought of how they were all probably a bunch of lightweights. That was why when she heard Deja insist for Roman to sit down next to her, she had to jump in to state, "Roman doesn't want anything that you have to offer. He's got enough of his own STDs to worry about, without adding whatever you have into the mix. We're just here to get a few things for Holly, and we'll be on our way."

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Character Portrait: Caraline Forrester Character Portrait: Tony Garcia Character Portrait: Olivielle Margaret Dumphy Character Portrait: Sam Harris Character Portrait: Jude Demarco Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Makalya Wright Character Portrait: Holly Maddon Character Portrait: Thomas Clemns Character Portrait: Deja Bennie Character Portrait: Weston Garcia Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Collin Forrester Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens Character Portrait: Chanel Nasiri

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ImageMonday, November 28th, 2016

Time: 3:00 PM
Weather: Sunny, 50°/ 38°


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Character Portrait: Jesse Hall Character Portrait: Brooklyn West Character Portrait: Dane Elkner Character Portrait: Roman Killens

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D A N E ~ E L K N E R
Hex Code: #456e48
Dane worked as a mechanical engineer, specializing in HVAC. He was lucky that the company he worked for, Setty & Associates, was located only a mile away on 27th Street, so regardless of the weather, Dane typically walked there and back, and still had an easy commute. It was only on days like today where his commute was a bit longer, and that was only because once a week or so, he had to go out on field visits. He usually went out with an electrical engineer from the company, and they would do walk-throughs of buildings and homes that the company was installing HVAC and electrical units in, to explain and confirm the best possible layouts of the systems to the building owner. Normally, this was Dane's least favorite part of the job. He didn't mind socializing in his personal life, but he disliked the feeling of having to sell something and please someone when his job depended on it. He preferred, much more, to be sitting at a desk drawing out plans, or to be repairing machines, than to be answering one hundred questions from a know-it-all building manager who, in reality, didn't know jack shit about anything engineering-related. Today, Dane couldn't complain too much about the field visit he was assigned to, up in the Upper West Side, because he finished it around three o'clock, and after a late lunch, he was able to head home rather than back to the office. Even though it was only Monday, and that was a drag in itself, he could say that the week was starting off on a positive note.

As he got off the subway, he managed to spot Makayla and Holly on the opposite side of the tracks, on the opposite platform as they waited to catch an uptown train. Had the subway station not been so busy and loud, he would have called across to say hello to them, but it seemed unnecessary and futile, even, given the circumstances. The subway stop was only a few minutes walk from his building, and once inside, he found Brooklyn and Roman heading out. "Hey Brooke," he said, smiling at the blonde before offering Roman a nod of acknowledgement, that was meant in friendliness, given that he barely knew the guy. Had Brooklyn not seemed preoccupied between him and heading out, he would have stopped to chat with her for a few minutes (or at least asked her how she was, to test the waters and see if she was even in the mood for a conversation), but it was apparent that she was busy, so Dane kept moving upstairs. On the way up, he did, however, text Jesse.

To: Jesse
Any luck on getting Cara to forgive you yet? You were supposed to be my wingman for that... don't blow it