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  • “We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
    the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.    ”
    ― Plato

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  • D e t a i l s

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    [img][/img]     		Appealing attributes ⧐ Definitely that smile of his.

    Physical defences ⧐ He's strong enough to be able to defend himself, those hours rowing has not resulted in nothing.

    Phobias ⧐ Being left alone, abandoned.

    Presentation ⧐ He always looks nice and styled, but with certain details poking out - a brightly patterned set of socks, a fancy lining of his blazer, even the back of his tie might hold a surprise. He hates dressing up like this and would prefer a nice pair of jeans and a T-shirt, really.

    Voice ⧐ Nice to listen to, fresh and light, calming of nature.

    Quirks ⧐ Playing with his pencil between his fingers while staring into nothing, something he often does while reading or studying. He always has something in his hands while reading.

    Hobbies ⧐ Rowing, reading, studying, being outside, going for walks, always doing something.

    Languages ⧐ English, French, Latin, Ancient Greek, German, Italian, working his way into more of the Roman languages step by step.

    Talents ⧐ Tree climbing, picking up languages, dancing, rowing, his handwriting in itself could probably be deemed a talent too.

    Scent ⧐ Like a mixture of flowers and a library, fresh and calming.


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  • F a v o u r i t e ...

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    Colour · He likes most deep, intense colours really, right now he wears a lot of navy.

    Hiding spot · There was this hiding spot near Willsbury Manor that he and Edward would always go to. He has no idea if it's even still there.

    Food · He likes anything with pasta.

    Animal · Dogs, definitely dogs.

    Book · Ovid's epistolary works.

    Season · Summer.

    Flower · Lilacs.

    Mode of transportation · Cycling or train.

    Scent · Home-cooked meals - a rarity for him - or any smell that might remind him of home.

    Country · Italy.

    Musical genre · Rock.
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    Drink · If not simply tea, then probably whisky.

    Time of day · Night.

    Day of the week · Saturday.

    Precious stone · Onyx.

    Sound · Footsteps on cobblestone.

    Meal of the day · Dinner... or late breakfast.

    Soda · He likes an occasional coke, sure.

    Month · June.

    Word · Home.

    Eye colour · Browns and blues.

    Candy · He loves snacks in general, crisps being his guilty pleasure at the moment.

    Restaurant · Anywhere that can make him a stellar pasta dish to be honest, which is luckily quite a lot of places these days.

    Language · Latin.

    Texture · A nicely bound leatherbook or the softness of a warm bed.