Post by Jay Crosse on Jun 2, 2012 13:02:46 GMT -7
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,height: 25px; background-color: #d11c1c; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8pt; width: 400px; font-style: italic; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px;] BUT I WOULD NEED ONE MORE TOUCH. OH, ANOTHER TASTE OF HEAVENLY RUSH |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #FFFFFF; width: 400px; padding: 20px; border-left: 1px dotted #4D4D4D; border-right: 1px dotted #4D4D4D; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 90%; text-transform: lowercase;] Jay's the kind of perpetually happy guy that most everyone knows, and a few people hate. Literally nothing brings him down from his world of cheer and joy. If he got cancer, he'd probably swear that there was a reason for it. Sure, he wouldn't enjoy it, but he'd put a smile on and bear it because he doesn't like people to pity him.friends • of course someone such as Jay would have friends! No one knows better how to cheer someone up, even in the worst of situations. |
enemies • Generally, there's gonna be some pessimistic people out there who plainly hate the way that Jay sees the world.
lovers • Ah, lovers... Jay's a real cutie, but hand off, ladies! He's on the men's side of the spectrum. Consider him one of the girls.
family • As far as Jay knows, he hasn't got any siblings, and he's only had minimal contact with his family (mostly at awkward Easter and Christmas parties).
So there he is, Jay Monroe Crosse, aged at twenty years old, gay, and majoring in music/choir. [/size][/td][/tr][tr][td][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,height: 25px; background-color: #d11c1c; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8pt; font-style: italic; text-align: center; width: 400px; letter-spacing: -2px;] AND I WOULD NEED ONE MORE TOUCH. OH, ANOTHER TASTE OF DIVINE RUSH. [/td][/tr][/table]
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