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Everett Landon. Call me Rhett. 25. Barista.
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“And I think that, maybe, the best thing would be to --” A loud crash sounded on the other side of the street. Despite Everett’s knowledge that the noise’s source was probably something mundane, he jumped, voice cutting off in the middle of his sentence. It had been years, two to be exact, since he’d returned home and yet, even with counseling and self-help books, he was unable to shake the effect sudden loud noises had on him. Anything unexpected -- a dog’s bark, thunder, the clatter of shattering glass -- sent his mind reeling. The former soldier glanced over his shoulder at the commotion before attempting to refocus his gaze on the person he’d been speaking with. He feigned composure, yet his panicked eyes and clenched fists told all. “S-sorry, I... um. What?”
#tsymstarter#this is rhett and i have a brief bio page up for him#I'm Lana and I'm so excited to rp with you all!#rhett moved here when he was 15 after his father was killed in combat and stayed until he was 18 (after which he followed his father's#legacy into the army)#and he came back right after returning and recovering from his injuries two years ago#so connections are definitely wanted/possible! feel free to message me and we can plot!
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