Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Street Violinist
Apartment Description: Benjamin shares a two-bedroom studio apartment with three other people in the seedier parts of East Village. He tries to keep his part of the flat clean and presentable, though it somehow always ends up as cluttered as the rest of the house anyway. The apartment itself is pretty dingy; with peeling wallpapers and creaky floorboards. The windows are almost never open, and the air usually hangs thick with dust. Heavy curtains stop all but a few streams of sunlight to leak through. There's a little TV that looks like it came from the 70s in the living room, but no one ever watches anything on it — whether it still works or not remains an unanswered mystery. Basically, it's not the perfect living situation. In fact, it's kind of a shithole, considering the place smells of weed 24/7, but he tolerates it because of the dirt cheap rent.
Personality: A recluse by nature, Benjamin does not often associate with his peers. At social events he is withdrawn and quiet, although if approached by an acquaintance, he will open up considerably. Whilst he isn't a malicious nor particularly cruel individual, Benjamin has a tendency to adopt a patronising or cold demeanour because it is expected of him. Internally, he is a soft and gentle soul, but whose own loneliness is crippling and may very well be his undoing should some form of intervention not occur soon.
Very bright and astute, Benjamin's sense of humor tends to be dry and sardonic. He often takes the role of the "sidekick" in inter-personal relationships; it must be noted that he does not subconsciously yearn to be in the spotlight, but instead is comfortable in a supporting role.
While Benjamin is for the most part reserved, his temper is his biggest downfall. Anything can agitate him when he’s in a mood, and when it gets bad enough, he lashes out in violence that can do quite a number on people or things in general. These ‘episodes’ are short-lived though, and he always feels guilty about it afterwards. He keeps mostly to himself, having few friends over the years; it doesn’t help that he has a hard time trusting people in general. Benjamin doesn’t open up right away, preferring to keep everyone at arms length until he has no other choice but to let them get close. Benjamin is hard to like, much less to love but to those he considers friend, he's the person you want at your side when times get rough.
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History: Born to conservative Mormon parents in Salt Lake City, Utah; the young Benjamin Harrow was always just a tad different from his peers. Creative and free-spirited, he did not fare well in structured classroom settings, and so, he always seemed to catch onto the material just a hair slower than those around him. All the same, he read avidly, and thus, in his own obscure way, he proved quite an intelligent child. Nevertheless, he could never focus his abilities in any clear direction.
All the same, he was a friendly, almost unfailingly polite child, and while he was not necessarily shy, he did have difficulty interacting with people his own age. Soft-spoken, and pacifistic, he became a bullying target young, and at home, Mr. And Mrs. Harrow offered very little refuge. Benjamin could use some roughing up; learn to stand up for himself. As a result of this method, by the time his younger brother Jacob was born, Benjamin had turned almost completely inward, spending more time with his violin and the family pet than with other human beings. Of course, he learned it all from his very protective, traditional parents. Projecting their own long-suppressed problems onto their son, his parents pushed many of their failed and forgotten talents on him; violin just happened to be the only one that stuck.
In many ways, Jacob became the family golden boy as the years passed, leaving Benjamin the black sheep. Academically-gifted, athletic, and outgoing, the younger brother stood poised to blossom into a popular and well-liked teenager, even at the young age of twelve. At age seventeen, Benjamin, however, found himself a social outcast with no real higher education prospects; barely passing, and working minimum wage as a busboy at a local diner. Still, he was a dedicated employee, and interacting with older people and more cosmopolitan travellers passing through his hometown, he found an audience with which to discuss literature and music.
One rainy afternoon, the eighteen year old Benjamin struck up a conversation with a young man from New York in town for a funeral. One thing led to another, and after a several day affair, he told Benjamin to look him up if he were ever in the Empire State. And as naïve and gentle as ever, Benjamin, having had one week of acceptance and companionship, found himself on a train heading east a few weeks later, leaving behind nothing but a note explaining everything.
Met with what was basically rejection by this man when he arrived, however, Benjamin, living only on his life savings, began to explore the city, hitting the club circuit and getting involved with the less than savoury crowds that latched onto him. Hungry for approval, he was easily taken advantage of, and at the age of twenty-one, lost close to everything he had.
Now, too ashamed to return home, Benjamin has cut off all contact with his family, vowing only to return after making something of himself. He shares an apartment with several other people, he barely manages to get by even with two jobs. But he tries to live each day one at a time — it’s all he can do.
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