Alex Warren
| Ya got a name? | *The boy is standing by his bunk, unpacking a few things* *he looks over at you with a smile* Hey. I'm Alex Warren. Nice to meet you. | |
| Ah, that was an easy one. How bout a REAL name? | Oh, that's my real name. Well, it's Alexander, but everyone calls me Alex. *nods and puts a shirt away* | |
| What about a nickname? | Alex, mostly. *nods again with a small smile* Just about everybody calls me Alex. | |
| How'd ya get it? | It's short for Alexander. *smiles over at you, then sets his bag on the floor and sits on his bunk, facing you* | |
| How old are ya? | I'm sixteen. *nods* | |
| Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you* Just answer the question. | Well, I've got short dark brown hair, with fair skin, I guess. I have brown eyes, and I'm pretty tall, I suppose. *He's right, he's about 5'11"* People say I'm kinda skinny too, but I don't mind. *shrugs and smiles again* | |
| I'm assuming you have a personality. What's it like? | *thinks for a minute* Well, I'm pretty nice to just about everybody. If they're not nice to me, I normally just don't say anything. *nods* I'm not one to cause any trouble. I'm just a laid back, relaxed kind of guy. I go with the flow, as some people say. I don't say that, but you know. *laughs* But if there's something that I truly want, I'll do my best to try and get it. If it doesn't work out, then it doesn't work out. *shrugs* | |
| Ya know your history? | *nods* Yeah, I do..My mom and dad split up when I was three, and I went and lived with my dad. We left behind my mom and my sister, Amy. My dad and I lived pretty well off, I guess, he had a job and I was a newsie, so we were both bringing in some spare change and everything. But then he died about three months ago, and since he didn't write a will or anything, I wasn't left with anything. And my mom and sister didn't get anything either. *shakes his head* So I had to find a place to live, and I chose this place when I found out that my sister lives here. *nods* I'm just worried that something bad happened to my mom, because Amy's living in a lodging house.... | |
| M-hm. I see. Got any friends or relatives? | Not really too many friends, except for the newsies that I sold with before my dad died. And of course there's my sister, Amy. *nods with a smile* | |
| You got a special someone? | Like a girlfriend? *shakes his head* Nah. I've never really dated before, girls don't really like me too well. *shrugs sadly* Oh well. | |
| Anything else you wanna let us know? | *shakes his head* |