The waiter(M)

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Name: James Newtone
Nickname: Jamey
Age: 19
Gender: male
Sexuality: bisexual but leans towards guys
Species: human
Looks:

Personality: has a wicked sense of humor and can be harsh and rude when people take over stuff, he liked to be top and hates being bossed around a lot

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Personality: has a wicked sense of humor and can be harsh and rude when people take over stuff, he liked to be top and hates being bossed around a lot. He is a pretty chill guy throw and loves to hang and just chill. And ignores his own problems and helps others
Height: 6'3
Weight: 289
Likes: wine, smoking, movies, popcorn
Dislikes: rain, yelling, being bossed around
Turn ons: none
Turn offs: none
Weapons or powers: has a pocket knife
Smut, yes or no: no
Occupation: a waiter at a racy restaurant
Family: little sister(Jenny Newtone)
Friends: the bartender
Pets: as a dog named Oreo
Backstory: his parents where horrible to them, to him and his sister. They pretty much treated them like trash, one day when James and his sister Jenny. Some guys jumped them as James had in a knife fight while they broke his his sisters legs. He ran her to the hospital and found out she could never use her legs again, so he helped his sister adapt to his the best he could. He finished school the fastest he could, so he could pay for his sisters needs. Their parents disappeared off the map like they were never there
Other: he actually has a black circle glasses but refuses to wear them so he's blind haft the time.

Scenario 1: you and your friends were having a girls night out to celebrate you all being single and such, you came to this fancy restaurant and got the best seat in the house. A handsome and nice looking red head walked over to your table and smirked "hello fair ladies~ how may I serve you today" he asked, your friends giggled as they ordered...you?

Scenario 2: make it up

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