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Name: Lee Chapman
Age: 21
Hair & Eye color: Black hair, brown eyes
Height | Weight: 5'6" | 125
Birthday: November 13th
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Ethnicity: English-Chinese
From: London, UK
Currently: USA
Lee's best buds: Sam (right) & Elliot (left)
Name: Sam
Age: 24
Hair & Eye Color: Brown hair, brown eyes
From: USA
one x two
Name: Elliot
Age: 21
Hair & Eye Color: Blonde hair, blue eyes
from: USA
one x two
Age: 21
Hair & Eye color: Black hair, brown eyes
Height | Weight: 5'6" | 125
Birthday: November 13th
Image 1, Image 2, Image 3, Image 4
Ethnicity: English-Chinese
From: London, UK
Currently: USA
Lee's best buds: Sam (right) & Elliot (left)
Name: Sam
Age: 24
Hair & Eye Color: Brown hair, brown eyes
From: USA
one x two
Name: Elliot
Age: 21
Hair & Eye Color: Blonde hair, blue eyes
from: USA
one x two
It was yet another stressful night for a certain dark-haired young male. His college roommates returned to their shared dorm and found a frustrated Lee sitting at his desk, mumbling something about being an art student and 'Why the hell do I have to write this stupid paper?'
His roommates, Sam and Elliot, shook their heads in unison as they headed toward their anxious friend.
"Lee~." The brunette, Sam, mused, grabbing the back of the swivel chair and turning him to face away from his laptop, ignoring his weak protests. He was so tired.
"Why don't we go out, mm?" The blonde, Elliot, suggested.
Lee allowed his chair to be turned and just looked sadly at his friends. "But, I... It's due tomorrow," he tried, yet Elliot's grin and Sam's devious smirk tempted him to go along with whatever they had in mind.
"Drinks, Lee! Come on, I know where we can score your favorite stuff, and a little something more." The blonde promised, grabbing his wrist and pulling him out of the chair before he could protest. He led him toward the door, Sam behind them, preventing Lee from going back to the stress that was his laptop.
Sam shoved him forward, all the way to the club, where they finally released him. It wasn't any old club, and certainly not the one they frequented.
Stepping inside, Lee was greeted by a whole new world, one he had only seen in his late night dives through the internet. People clad in leather and some in barely anything at all. His friends had caught him researching many topics related to BDSM, and they could only figure it was their friend's interest. From Sam's limited knowledge, he quickly suspected the hell Lee had been put through led him to his interests.
They were an hour and a few drinks into the night before Elliot mentioned a particular dark haired taller male who may have something Lee wanted. He had initially waited until he had confirmation that this certain someone was there that night. He didn't personally know the man; he had only heard rumors that he carried drugs, especially Lee's favorite. They were just that, rumors. He didn't confirm anything for himself; he simply let his friend approach the total stranger in the main area.
The moment Lee checked to look, he was instantly hooked. He abandoned his friends without a word as he approached the handsome man. "Hey, hey~. I hear you have something I may want. I won't take no for an answer, either." He pushed with a grin despite not having much money to pay for said thing. If he were confident, perhaps he could get away with more. The few drinks he knocked back certainly were helping things.