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hello!, thanks for the interest! this is PAFP - a 1 x 1 but first come first serve . feel free to jump right in-<br/>
Classic opposites attract story, feel free to have creator's freedom with your oc- however you think they will fit the RP.<br/>
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<b>Summary</b><br/>
Santiago is a hispanic mix young man living in a old family mechanic shop in the middle of ( town not decided / whatever vibes best ), his mother left and started a new family in another state and his father got a D.W.I. and went to prison after causing a major car accident. Santi takes care of himself and a old family dog named Diesel, but got mixed up with a local gang. After losing said gang $5,000, Santi is jumped and left injured- this is when he meets your oc. ( we go from there )<br/>
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<b>CHARACTER INFO</b><br/>
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name: Santiago Tejerina<br/>
age: 23<br/>
occupation: former gang banger / mechanic<br/>
sexuality: closeted homosexual<br/>
pet: dog named Diesel<br/>
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<b>RP STARTER</b><br/>
Typical shit. The clang of metal rings in the air, and a huff of frustration would peel from Santiago's lips. The olive skinned teen cusses in spanish tinged with english as the bolt he had tightened on his bike cracks. A whine whistles from Whiskey, an aged red husky his dad had left in the wake of leaving- not on his own accord of course. All it took was one D.W.I., and his dad was gone- Santi shrugged it off, hell not much changed- the tatted teen didn't exactly lead a normal life and he couldn't say it involved too much parental guidance.<br/>
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<b>" What's wrong Diesel, huh?- you hungry?- me too, grab a wrench and get to work if you that hungry- "</b> Santi jokes, wiping his wrist over his sweaty brow and letting a rare smile form across his pensive features. Diesel whines again and takes to licking Santiago's ripped jean knee. <b>" break time? "</b> he queries out loud, sighing, breathing in the dusty air of his family mechanic shop.  <b>" Let's go then- aye!- slow down "</b> Santiago coughs a bit as he stands, dusting off his work clothes and limping after the excited pup as they make for the bustling old town.<br/>
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The pain of his stitches stinging with every step, a reminder of his stupid decision to get into drug dealing and gangs- only it was easier to make money that way. He had gotten robbed, and now he owed a local gang about $5,000- and sure that don't sound like much, but for a lonely nineteen year old kid living in a mechanic shop. It was a sentencing.<br/>
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<b>" Diesel- slow down man... fuck "</b> Santiago pushes the broken door open after the red husky only for his heel to catch on the threshold and send him staggering to the ground. <b>" Shit- "</b> the brown eyed man winces as the pain hits him in waves.<br/>
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