Name: "Zachary," he lightly smiled
Age: "I'm 19."
Gender: "Male."
Species: "Uhh...." he nervously scratched the back of his neck
Personality: "I'm very helpful... and Fawn says I'm too serious... I'm also good with kids!" he smiled brightly
Likes: "Winter, snow, the holidays, my sister, volunteering, kids."
Dislikes: "The dark and fighting."
Story Beginning:
You're walking down the street with an armful of groceries. Snow and wind is whipping your hair around as you walk. Your hands feel nearly numb as well as your nose.
Suddenly, a boy and a girl run into you, making you drop your bags.
They snickered as they walked away.
You then began picking up the groceries.
"Would you like some assistance?"
You....
