I'm just looking for someone capable of playing Jack's dad or mom, or even both. Alternatively, I'll accept two people playing one role each.
Jack's an only child.
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Nervous.
To say Jack felt nervous was certainly an understatement and a half. He'd been unsure about doing this for a few days now, and had finally plucked up the courage to do so. He'd told his mother and father that he wanted their thoughts on an outfit he was wearing to meet his friends, though he hated telling lies to them.
But he wasn't sure how to best speak to them about how he'd been feeling for a long time now, so had instead planned this out in secret. Walking down the hallway, the brunette hoped the wig he'd picked out was positioned correctly. Adjusting the bow on the front of his dress slightly, he glanced down at his bare feet.
He had been saving up his allowance to buy himself the dress, wig and some shoes. The later he either couldn't afford or find ones which fitted him properly, much to his disappointment. He'd been trying so hard to look pretty and feel like the girl he knew he was supposed to be. But he just couldn't finish the outfit.
Standing in the doorway, he spoke in his soft voice. It hadn't yet broken, so seemed to suit how he looked now quite well. "Mama? Dad? How do I look?"
He stood with his hands clasped in front, exposing a hint of the blue nail polish he'd applied to his hands. He just hoped they'd not be mad or upset with him.
Jack's an only child.
--
Nervous.
To say Jack felt nervous was certainly an understatement and a half. He'd been unsure about doing this for a few days now, and had finally plucked up the courage to do so. He'd told his mother and father that he wanted their thoughts on an outfit he was wearing to meet his friends, though he hated telling lies to them.
But he wasn't sure how to best speak to them about how he'd been feeling for a long time now, so had instead planned this out in secret. Walking down the hallway, the brunette hoped the wig he'd picked out was positioned correctly. Adjusting the bow on the front of his dress slightly, he glanced down at his bare feet.
He had been saving up his allowance to buy himself the dress, wig and some shoes. The later he either couldn't afford or find ones which fitted him properly, much to his disappointment. He'd been trying so hard to look pretty and feel like the girl he knew he was supposed to be. But he just couldn't finish the outfit.
Standing in the doorway, he spoke in his soft voice. It hadn't yet broken, so seemed to suit how he looked now quite well. "Mama? Dad? How do I look?"
He stood with his hands clasped in front, exposing a hint of the blue nail polish he'd applied to his hands. He just hoped they'd not be mad or upset with him.
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