GREY, ALEXANDER SCOTT

[alexander]

ALEXANDER SCOTT GREY
HAI THERE, I’M ALEXANDER SCOTT GREY . BUT MOST PEOPLE CALL ME SCOTTY, ALEX. I’LL PROBABLY ANSWER TO ANYTHING THOUGH TO BE HONEST. OCTOBER 27TH IS A PRETTY BIG DAY FOR ME SINCE IT WAS WHEN I WAS BORN; GETTING GIFTS IS ALWAYS A PLUS THOUGH. THIS MEANS I’M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD, BUT LET’S NOT TALK ABOUT HOW OLD I’M GETTING. I WAS BORN IN ATLANTA, GEORGIA , IT’S AN OKAY PLACE BUT NOTHING COMPARED TO WHERE I AM NOW CAMPTOWN, PENNSYLVANIA. I DON’T MEAN TO BRAG BUT MY TALENT IS PRETTY DAMN AWESOME, YOU’D THINK SO TOO IF YOU WERE MUSICIAN. IT’S NO SECRET THAT I LIKE GIRLS. APPERENTLY PEOPLE SEEM TO THINK I LOOK LIKE CORY MONTEITH BUT I THINK THEIR CRAZY.

NOW YOU KNOW A LITTLE ABOUT MY CHARACTER I’M GOING TO LET YOU KNOW A BIT ABOUT ME, BIZ. I’M SURE YOU’VE HEARD OF ME BEFORE RIGHT? I’M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD BUT IT’S NOT LIKE THAT’S IMPORTANT. IF YOU’RE INTERESTED MY OTHER CHARACTERS ON HERE ARE GINGER RACHEL LANE, CHECK THEM OUT. I’VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR SEVEN YEARS, I CONSIDER MYSELF A PRO BY NOW. IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO CONTACT ME ABOUT ANYTHING THAT HIT ME UP AT MINIGNAT1991 @ AIM.

A trumpet seemed to blare from a pair of small speakers as Frank Sinatra’s voice seemed to serenade the room with lyrics about someplace beyond the sea as pair of slender arms reached out for the ceiling and landed happily upon cotton sheets. Slender hands pulled back the sheets as a pair of petite feet scooted the rest of the sheets to the side and landed themselves upon the plush carpet. A small yawn erected itself from a pair of plump lips as a pair of sleepy brown eyes scanned the room. Standing, the woman only stood at barely five feet, well, five foot two as she wrote on all of her applications. Unless you were Kristin Chenoweth, being short didn’t exactly pay in showbiz so lying about her height wasn’t very uncommon.
Sauntering towards the kitchen, her leopard print sleeping pants shuffled against the floor as she finally reached her destination. Grabbing a small bowl from the top cabinet, she set it gently on the counter being careful not to make too much noise and wake up her other four roommates. While she loved living an apartment with three gay men, she couldn’t count the number of the times they scolded her for waking them up before two pm. “Queens need their beauty sleep!” Pouring out the last contents of a box of Captain Crunch, she quietly crept towards the trashcan and put the empty box into the bag. Creeping towards the fridge, she opened the door gently only to reveal that someone had drank all the milk. Heaving a sigh, she shut the door, forgetting about her sleeping roommates the fridge door slammed close. She jumped towards the fridge attempting to rewind the moment but it was too late, it was all over. Three queens now wanted her head on a silver platter. “HOLLY!” “Sorry!”

THE APPLICATION FORM WAS MADE BY FOREVER YOUNG OF CAUTION 2.0.

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