FRASER, felix reese

[felix reese fraser]

F U L L N A M E ,
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felix reese fraser

N I C K N A M E S,
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reese, lix

A G E ,
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Twenty, November 20th 1989

G E N D E R ,
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male

S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N ,
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heterosexual

T O W N I E / F A C U L T Y / S T U D E N T ,
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student

R E S I D E N T I A L C O L L E G E ,
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berkeley college

J O B ,
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part time waiter

Y E A R ,
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sophomore

H O M E T O W N ,
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dallas, texas

L I K E S ,
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football
the ladies
cold beer
meeting new people
saying the right thing
challenges
confidence
big ole texas
texting
new clothes

D I S L I K E S ,
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getting things handed to him
disappointment
slutty girls
losing
cheating woman
not trusting anyone
losing his temper
reality tv
booty calls
plastic surgery

S E C R E T S ,
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is very good at the game
however hates the game very much.
wishes that he didn't have such a reputation
knows the girl of his dreams is probably right under his nose
but is to stupid t notice.

F E A R S ,
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being just another guy
being called an asshole
losing his grandpa

G O A L S ,
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graduate college with a 3.5 at least
get a steady girlfriend

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S ,
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a real charmer
Territorial
jealous
protective
aggressive
outgoing
party animal
a joker
ladies man
a hidden romantic

F A M I L Y ,
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Parents: Stacy & Richard Fraser
papa: Kaleb Krane
Little Brother: Bex Fraser

B E H I N D T H E F A C E ,
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oh hello. my name's DANI and i've been role-playing for SIX years. FELIX FRASER looks a lot like SEAN FARIS and is amongst ZIP other characters i play, and i found this site through WORD OF MOUTH.

R P E X A M P L E ,
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The rain was coming down like cats and dogs, with no sign of stopping in its merciless down fall. The light pink of her thinned material of her dress was completely soaked through, and she felt like crying, her whole body was shaking in a fit of full on shivers from the harsh cold rain. The thoughts of her god forsaken shoe slipped by, soon replaced by anger, she had spent so much time on her hair, it was all for nothing now. She was embarrassed most of all, rich girls passed by her sheltered by designer umbrellas, of all different colors and patterns, a few of them slipping out ‘innocent’ bursts of laughter at the sight of her. She already knew she looked ridiculous.

These types of things never happened to her, she had always been so careful with everything; flawlessly planned things out with no holes. How had she missed the forecast? The seconds that passed, felt like hours, she closed her eyes, and dropping her head slightly in a pitiful defeat, the sound of water hitting material echoed overhead, and her eyes looked up to see a soft skinned brunette, looking down at her, she blushed slightly, knowing she probably looked weak and pathetic, two characteristics that couldn’t have been any more off base. Her mystery boy asked if she was alright, she chewed her bottom lip, deciding how to answer the question, of course she wasn’t, she glanced up at the umbrella that the two of them were occupying, and glanced back at him and sweetly smiled at him, “Well, today is obviously not my day, but I think it just got a little better.” she beamed looking into his clear blue eyes.

Eyes to her were the gateway to everyone’s soul, nothing seemed to be a secret when looking into a pair of them, like a mirror they would speak their peace even when the mouth was silenced. His eyes told a story of shyness, as he almost avoided making direct eye contact with her. She allowed her pale thin hand to be rested lightly on his shoulder, “Thank you, you really a life safer, I probably look a mess,” she said confidently, in a joking tone, what was life if you couldn’t laugh at yourself every once in a while? She wasn’t going to lie though, this was hardly a laughing matter, she was going to have to dry clean all of her clothes and lets just face it, her heels were ruined.

She returned her hand to herself, trying to ring out her hair a bit, “I’m Brye Avila,” she said as if it was a name brand that everyone should know, of course no one knew anything about her or her name now, but they would soon enough, this girl was going places, her eyes were always to the sky and she would be the designer that other designers dreamed of being like someday, and she would never be to busy to help another dreamer, this was something most of New York had somehow forgot.

[-- KELLEY]