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[samwhitford]

Grabbing the drink that had been placed in front of him, he took a long sip as he thought about how he wished the music was a little louder. There were too many people around having stupid conversations about the League involving teams he had no interest in. Queen’s Sweet Lady was playing and he preferred listening to that more than he wanted to hear about Liverpool’s latest win in the campaign. He placed his drink back on the counter after he’d finished it off leaving nothing but ice inside the glass. “Perfect timing and perfect proposition,” he said to the woman who took the seat beside him. “Just finished off the first one of the night, what are you having? I’ll get the same since you’re offering.” It wasn’t every day he took the offer of a drink, he was usually the one to do the offering but there was a first time for everything. “Just hope you’re not getting a pilsner,” he added, quirking a brow.

“pleasure doing business with ya!” mal called out after the man who was grumbling to himself about losing a hundred pounds to a hobbit. he was sulking as he left, but mal was smirking to herself about beating the jerk. he’d crashed into a old woman on the sidewalk and didn’t even try to help her pick up the things he’d caused her to drop, resulting in mal helping the woman. so when he went into the bar mal saw her chance to have a little fun with him. and after betting him a hundred pounds that she could beat him at a game of pool, she found herself a hundred pounds richer and feeling generous. settling herself at the bar, she ordered her drink and turned to the person next to her. “i’ll buy you a drink if you keep me company...sound like a deal?” she grinned, one brow quirking up. @mancstart

[samwhitford]

✦ CHARLIE HUNNAM, MALE, HE/HIM ✦ SAMUEL WHITFORD the THIRTY-FOUR year old has been in Manchester for EIGHT YEARS. The MUSEUM CURATOR said to be INDEPENDENT but also SELFISH but I guess we’ll find out for ourselves. ✦ ben, 27, pst, he/him ✦

alright so...

hello everyone, im ben. i’ve been around tumblr for way too long. i keep coming back. im in the pst timezone, i’m around a fair amount to talk/plot ooc. I’m open to pretty much anything as far as rping, connections with everyone...seriously, you got something you want filled? lmk and ill see how Sam here can fit the bill. enough about me though, heres some info on Samuel.

FULL NAME: SAMUEL CILLIAN WHITFORD

AGE: THIRTY-FOUR

BIRTHDAY: AUGUST 11TH (he’s a leo)

FAMILY: BEATRICE WHITFORD (mother) PATRICK WHITFORD (father) KARINA WHITFORD (sister)

HOMETOWN: MIDDLESBOROUGH, ENGLAND 

Samuel was raised by beatrice and patrick whitford, both of which were primary school teachers. both of them preached about the importance of getting a good education but Sam wasn’t dedicated to his studies the way his parents wanted him and his younger sister Karina to be. 

Despite not being interested in school, he eventually decided to attend university where history was his preferred area of study. he didn’t know what he’d be able to do after finishing so he spend quite some time unemployed, working as a bartender and waiter for a few years. between bartending and waiting tables, he drew caricatures for a few pounds at a beach near Middlesbrough. drawing was one of his favorite hobbies that he was actually somewhat good at growing up.

being a responsible adult with a stable/steady job was never one of his biggest concerns either until he let his sister move in with him a few months after he moved to Manchester. His sister aspired to be a musician and while he was supportive of her, it was hard for her to get gigs in a city where aspiring musicians seemed to walk the streets day and night. because of that, she found it difficult to provide her part of rent and Sam never had it in his heart to demand otherwise.

while working at a luxury hotel in the city (waiter shit) he began to get acquainted with a woman (Ella) that was a museum director. the two started off having small talk whenever he’d bring her drinks during business lunches to full on conversations about some of the historical artifacts at the museum she worked for. between conversations about her favorite marble bust of Nero and her travels, they began seeing each other outside the hotel, leading to a sexual relationship that didn’t last very long. Ella confessed she was engaged and would be moving to paris. although the sexual chemistry was undeniable, and they talked well into the night often their trysts ended

Sam didn’t care for Ella romantically, it hadn’t felt more than just friends with benefits so when the day came for her to finally leave, he wished her the best. Before her departure, she helped him get his foot in the door of the museum she’d be leaving behind as well. eventually Sam took over the role of head curator for the museum which he still works for.

thats just some very basic stuff about him but anway

since Ella’s departure, he’s seen many women come and go from his life but he’s never felt truly connected to any of them, beginning to think that he’s only going to provide a good time here and there without really finding love, which he’s 100000% okay with.

commitment? no thanks.

I don’t have him fully developed but he’s a work in progress. 

lmk if you’d like to plot :)