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STATUS: I'm a cashier so at the end of my shift I'm supposed to count of how much money is in the cash register. For whatever reason I was $200 short so wish me luck tomorrow. 8 yrs ago
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I'm a cashier so at the end of my shift I'm supposed to count of how much money is in the cash register. For whatever reason I was $200 short so wish me luck tomorrow.
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I am also still interested
Alright I got mine up. Do you start or do we just go?
NAME: Jayson Webbers
GENDER: Male
RACE/ETHNICITY: Pacific American
AGE: 15
HEIGHT: 5'10
GRADE: 10th/Sophomore
SPORTS: Basketball
CLASSES: Algebra 2--English 2--Chemistry--Physical Education--Spanish 2
CLUBS: None
VEHICLE: None
PERSONALITY: Quirky, Confident, competitive, joker
SHORT BIOGRAPHY: Jayson comes from a high class family consisting of his mother and sister (age 10). Jayson's dad sadly died when he was 13 in a fatal car accident. Though this left his mother a single parent she was still able to provide working as a secretary for an oil company. Even though Jayson spends most of his days trying to perfect his basketball skills he is still only above average at the sport. He hopes to some day perfect his skill and become a professional after high school and/or college.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single
This sounds cool! count me in
What kind of stuff are you looking for on a CS sheet?
What kind of stuff are you looking for on a CS sheet?
Good because I'm on thanksgiving break now so I'm basically available 24/7 this week
Bump...?
Bump?
Yeah I'm gonna wait for Izaka in the meantime
Seichi relaxed as he felt the soft touch coming from his shoulder.
"You're right. Of course we should grow together as a team, in both skill and bonds. I hope that further down the line, we'll be able to always be honest with each other and be there for one another."
Seichi smiled widely at the boy's reassuring statement feeling much more confident. He quickly then glanced as Sushi lowered onto the table. The dango he had eaten earlier was still settling in his stomach but Seichi knew he could make room as he felt his hunger return shorty at the sight of the Shushi on the table. Seichi grabbed his chopsticks and quickly snatched a single shushi from the plate, slowly laying the shushi down onto his tongue and savoring its taste.
He would then glance up as Asuka and Kanon came back. He debated with himself if apologizing was needed. In the end, he overall felt that he took part in provoking the Kunoichi thus felt he was also to blame. He quickly chewed the shushi that laid moistened in his mouth and swallowed, rushing to clear his mouth. "Yeah, sorry if I said anything unnecessarily before." He added rubbing the back of his neck. He tried to respectfully bow but ended up pulling too hard forward and slamming his head onto the table. He would comically lift his head with a face that expressed his playfulness and held back tears.
Returning his attention to the shushi, he would glance at Toko who stared off worryingly. Seichi's first thought was that Toko obviously did not like the Shushi but did not want to complain on behalf of Taibushi's generous payment. He came to realize that Toko must have been worrying about him, putting the subtle hints from before together. Seichi put one hand on Toko's shoulder, trying to mimic as he did before to Seichi.
"You know..." Seichi would say grabbing another shushi off the plate with his chopsticks and dropping it into his mouth. "This shushi sure makes a guy feel better" He would hope his remark would help ease Toko's worries a little more. Siechi's personally had been doing his best to trick himself into ignoring the pain. He himself did not know if it was serious or not and he refrained from speaking to his parents about, knowing how they'd overreact.
"You're right. Of course we should grow together as a team, in both skill and bonds. I hope that further down the line, we'll be able to always be honest with each other and be there for one another."
Seichi smiled widely at the boy's reassuring statement feeling much more confident. He quickly then glanced as Sushi lowered onto the table. The dango he had eaten earlier was still settling in his stomach but Seichi knew he could make room as he felt his hunger return shorty at the sight of the Shushi on the table. Seichi grabbed his chopsticks and quickly snatched a single shushi from the plate, slowly laying the shushi down onto his tongue and savoring its taste.
He would then glance up as Asuka and Kanon came back. He debated with himself if apologizing was needed. In the end, he overall felt that he took part in provoking the Kunoichi thus felt he was also to blame. He quickly chewed the shushi that laid moistened in his mouth and swallowed, rushing to clear his mouth. "Yeah, sorry if I said anything unnecessarily before." He added rubbing the back of his neck. He tried to respectfully bow but ended up pulling too hard forward and slamming his head onto the table. He would comically lift his head with a face that expressed his playfulness and held back tears.
Returning his attention to the shushi, he would glance at Toko who stared off worryingly. Seichi's first thought was that Toko obviously did not like the Shushi but did not want to complain on behalf of Taibushi's generous payment. He came to realize that Toko must have been worrying about him, putting the subtle hints from before together. Seichi put one hand on Toko's shoulder, trying to mimic as he did before to Seichi.
"You know..." Seichi would say grabbing another shushi off the plate with his chopsticks and dropping it into his mouth. "This shushi sure makes a guy feel better" He would hope his remark would help ease Toko's worries a little more. Siechi's personally had been doing his best to trick himself into ignoring the pain. He himself did not know if it was serious or not and he refrained from speaking to his parents about, knowing how they'd overreact.
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