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Daniel walks down a busy street, irked by everyone he bumped into. He was above them all, and felt he should be treated as such. Yet at the same time, he was beneath them all. This confliction caused him to not pay attention when he bumped into someone, knocking both of them to the ground.

Gin was just leaving the church when it happened. It was a normal Sunday like any other and he was just leaving the service. Today he wore his normal plain white button up under shirt. Which was currently covered up by a nice deep grey turtleneck. He wore dark washed blue jeans and a pair of brown penny loafers. Unlike most boys his age, he enjoyed volunteering after hours at the church, also unlike other boys his age. He had features similar to a child's, with not a peice of facial hair in sight.

He clutched his bible to his chest as he made his way down the street talking to one of his dear friends. That is until he bumped into someone and fell to the ground.

(Ooc: for the other one who isn't sure how the dice roll works, I'm going to make a decision based on what role I get then reply depending on my roll. Also 10 sided dice rolls for everyone. High rolls good, low rolls bad)

Daniel looked up at the boy before him and scoffed, noticing a Bible near him. "Oh, it's one of you people," he smirked, standing up and looking down at the boy.

The boy sat up and offered Daniel a smile, seemingly unfazed by his remark. Slowly the soft featured boy held out his hand and his face split into a wide grin. "Hi ya stranger I'm Gin!"

(OOC: are we all supposed to role ?)

(Ooc: No, just when you want to make a certain decision, or are torn between two)

"Wow, I haven't met an enthusiastic one of you guys since 20XX," Daniel shakes his hand, smirking towards the boy's friend. "Who's your friend?"

Gin turns to his side, only to see his friend taking off in another direction looking frightened.

"I wonder what's got him so frightened," he scoffed, turning back to Gin. "How rude of me, I haven't told you my name. I'm Daniel. Daniel Haraloa," he had somehow hoped this knowledge of his name would frightened the boy, yet at the same time, would not.

" Daniel, that's a nice name! So what are you doing in a town like this friend?!"

He smirked at this young man. It's been awhile since he had found one as bubbly as this one. "Just passing through," he replied, "I'm a traveler, love to see the world. And though I don't usually say this, I do find you a bit. . .interesting."

"Thank you sir, I've been told by my pastor that I've got a soul brimming with the Holy Spirit!"
He exclaimed as his grey eyes opened wide,and he blows a loose strand of his raven hair out of his eye.

"I'm sure you have," he chuckled. This boy intrigued him in a certain way. He wasn't sure how yet. "We should have coffee sometime, and you can tell me all about your church," he offered. "Message me on my cell if you to," he handed the boy a slip of paper with his number, before turning to walk away.

" I'll make sure to do exactly that!"
He shouts after the mysterious boy as he runs off on his way home.

Daniel walks down the alley he currently called home, opening up his cell phone to check for new messages. I could live anywhere I want, he thought to himself, so why do I always choose to live in alleys and shadows?

As the day stretched on, the boy would soon finish cleaning the church after hours. During his free time he'd pick up the phone and dial the number of his new friend.

He was almost asleep when he noticed the phone vibrate. He looked at the new number, wondering if it was the boy from before. He answered right away. "Hello."

"Hi ya there, I'm calling to ask how ya are!"
She exclaimed giving a big smile though the boy on the other line couldn't see it.

"Oh! I'm just great," he said sarcastically, though he was sure the boy didn't understand sarcasm. "How are you?"