(I'll take this <3 )
Name: Braylin Hart
Age: 25
Appearance: Standing at about 5'5", a bit shorter than average, Braylin has dark golden hair and green eyes with a fair complexion. There's nothing too unusual about him really.
Braylin wasn't normally a bar goer. The places were either extremely rowdy or a bit too slow moving for him, he'd never found a nice middle. Even now, this bar wasn't exactly a hot spot, but after another long morning and day shift from the hospital where he worked, he couldn't care less about what kind of situation he walked into. He'd changed from his scrubs into everyday clothes at work and he didn't plan on staying long, just long enough to loosen up a bit.
He'd been watching a minor game of pool before he'd decided to wander over to the bar, looking somewhat uninterested in the happenings around him. He purposely didn't drive his car tonight because he knew he might end up drinking, and the last thing he needed was a ticket or worse. Braylin was just about to make his way to the bar when he'd bumped into someone else, their drink crashing and splattering between them. Braylin muttered something under his breath and assured the other man that it was alright. This wasn't turning out to be his night.
Braylin trudged into the bathroom in the back and stood in front of the mirror, taking a paper towel and wetting it as he tried to remove the slight stain in his shirt. And this was one of his favorite shirts too.
Name: Braylin Hart
Age: 25
Appearance: Standing at about 5'5", a bit shorter than average, Braylin has dark golden hair and green eyes with a fair complexion. There's nothing too unusual about him really.
Braylin wasn't normally a bar goer. The places were either extremely rowdy or a bit too slow moving for him, he'd never found a nice middle. Even now, this bar wasn't exactly a hot spot, but after another long morning and day shift from the hospital where he worked, he couldn't care less about what kind of situation he walked into. He'd changed from his scrubs into everyday clothes at work and he didn't plan on staying long, just long enough to loosen up a bit.
He'd been watching a minor game of pool before he'd decided to wander over to the bar, looking somewhat uninterested in the happenings around him. He purposely didn't drive his car tonight because he knew he might end up drinking, and the last thing he needed was a ticket or worse. Braylin was just about to make his way to the bar when he'd bumped into someone else, their drink crashing and splattering between them. Braylin muttered something under his breath and assured the other man that it was alright. This wasn't turning out to be his night.
Braylin trudged into the bathroom in the back and stood in front of the mirror, taking a paper towel and wetting it as he tried to remove the slight stain in his shirt. And this was one of his favorite shirts too.