Name: Kendra Anderson
Age: 21
Gender: Female
sexuality: Pansexual
Appearance: warm tan skin (shes mixed), long wavy black hair; to her mid back; usually worn in braids or a high pony, blue eyes with hints of gold, 5'3", an infinity tattoo that has the word family incorperrated into it,
Outfit: a fandom shirt (cropped, diy or otherwise), a long flannel or long sweater, black ripped jeans (or jean shorts it depends on the weather) vans or converse (she likes both, deal with it), necklaces braclets scrunchies and whatever accessories match the outfit that day
Personality: If she wasnt being sarcastic within the last five minutes she might be sick, dying, or already dead. Shes a bubbly girl but poke her the wrong way and the bubble pops and for lack of better terms is a big bad bitch and i wouldn't recommend Kendra in this form. she may not be the oldest in the house but she takes on a motherly/ big sister roll and spends a lot of time giving advice to those younger than her. She also tends to poke and prod to be helpful but sometimes it comes off as nosy.
Other:shes a manager at a book store
Ok, imma just post a starter
Amaris walked up to her budgies bagel and peeked inside at the sleeping birds. Sill, the eldest was preening herself while the younger ones, Mars and Reese were snoozing, leaning against each other. She rubbed under their beak and woke them up. Chirping noisily, the three budgies flew up to her, sitting on her shoulder and her head.
It was still fairly early in the morning, not even 9AM yet, but Amaris walked into the kitchen to make breakfast. She had a case today that was in much need of her attention however she wasnt sure she wanted to leave. Regardless, she stood at the stove, making pancakes for herself while her birds enjoyed a small fruit salad.
( I'm assuming they all share an apartment like last time?? If not lmk i will fix it)
Jazza let out a grunt, the sound of the birds chirping. He sat up, taking in his surroundings. Huh. He must have fallen asleep on the couch when he got home from work last night.
"Really Amaris? They gotta be so looud?" He whined, standing up and stretching, little goosebumps popping up on his bare skin. He picked up his shirt and walked into the kitchen plopping himself down on the counter by his friend.
Amaris grinned and tossed a couple pancakes onto a plate, turning down the heat and looking up at Jazza. "Morning, hope we didnt wake you." She said. As if they knew that Amaris was talking about them, Mars and Reese looked at the two and chipped loudly.
He rolled his eyes a bit, raising an eyebrow at her.
"You did, but I will forgive you if you make me food!" He sang, a smirk on his face wiggling his fingers at the bird.
"Why do you think I made these many pancakes?" She asked, gesturing to the stack beside the stove. "Brush your teeth and come dig in!" She laughed, taking her plate to the table where she added her topping and started eating.
Jazza cheered, hopping off the counter and running into the bathroom. Once he was done brushing his teeth he sat down at the table, stealing a few pancakes from the stove and digging in, doing a little dance when the food hit his mouth.
"Ugh, this is soooo good!" He moaned, his eyes practically rolling into the back of his head.
Amaris rolled her eyes. "Either you are really hungry or you have never had pancakes. It's a box mix." She laughed.
"I'm starving!" He yelped out shaking his head and shoving another whole pancake into his mouth. " I didn't get outta work until late last night.." He complained running a hand through his messy black hair.
Vivian shut her eyes tightly against the light shining through the blinds, groaning. The sun couldn't have let her sleep in for just a few more moments, could it? She sighed, dragging herself over to the bathroom and fixing herself up to be semi-presentable.
She came into the kitchen, following the scent of breakfast. "Morning," Vivian greeted the two, sitting down cross-legged on a chair.
Amaris gave her a small wave and stuffed a few more pieces in her mouth. After swallowing, she looked up and greeted her properly. "Morning love."
"Mornin Viv!" He exclaimed, waving to his sleepy friend. Almost falling out of his chair and onto the floor. "What are we doing today?"
Romy awoke with a start from a nightmare she couldn't remember. Shivering slightly from the panic and fear she still felt, she slid off her bed, and padded out of her room, rubbing her eyes and taking deep breaths. The smell of pancakes pretty much wiped the bad feelings away, and she was relieved as a calm smile spread over her face. Her family was already up as she made her way into the kitchen, and she gave them each a hug from behind before getting a plate and filling it with pancakes. "Good morning!"
(So sorry this took so long school and marching band have been crazy, we just had our final competition yesterday, so I'm finally done, and I haven't been on the site in weeks.)
"Mornin!" He practically yelled, taking a large gulp of juice from his glass.
( It's all good friend…. I haven't been on because I just recently got a job and schools been horrible with vacation coming up and all that jazz. )
(ahh i haven't been on in SOOOO long and i miss my good writing vibes. Schools has completely wiped my agenda down with things to do and i hardly get to breathe anymore. when winter break hits im gonna be super burnt out. I apologize in advance for my generic response.)
Kendra tossed and turned for a good 10 minutes before accepting defeat and getting out of bed, tossing the covers to the side. She pulled her mess of hair up into a semi cute messy bun, pulled on a comfy pair of black jeans, a cropped Hamilton shirt, and plain socks. She walked towards her bedroom door and immediatley turned back around and grabbed a black cardigan from one her bed post, pulling it on hastily and walking out to the kitchen, lulled in by the smell of pancakes. Kendra unfortunatly walked out just as Jazza was shouting, her response being (as it often was) smacking him gently upside the head on the way to make herself a cup of coffee. "Jazza, you know I love you, but you dont have to be so loud this early. Some of us, and by that i mean me and at least half of the other people in this room, are still half asleep… and i haven't had my coffee yet."
Jazza let out a squeak, a false frown on his face, only for it to be wiped off, placing his hands on each side of his face.
"Awww, i love you too Kendra!" He cooed, making kissing noises towards his friend.
(Have I ever told yall now much i love this mad man?)
Vivian rested her head on the table, rubbing her eyes. She knew she should probably get up and get some breakfast, but her body seemed to be against that. She should have stayed in bed for at least a few more hours.
"Blaaaaaaaarrgh," she whined. "Too tired…"
"Well, wake up Vivian!" He exclaimed, wrapping an arm around the girl, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her opposite shoulder, "You can go back to bed tonight!"
( I really don't have the energy for this I have work in an hour and I am not for it. )
“what did i say” Kendra muttered, pulling creamer from the fridge and finishing her coffee off. “you sir” she pointed a finger in Jazza’s direction, “are far too loud and chipper for the rest of us.” Kendra took an empty seat, and sipped her coffee. “Do tell me, what drug do you put in your toothpaste for us to be loudly welcomed into breakfast each morning?” she said with a light giggle.
(my apologies for poor grammar and such)
Jazza laughed, a serious expression suddenly on his face.
"A mix of crystal and snow." He 'whispered' with a smirk, sending a wink in Kendra's direction, "You should try it sometime! Maybe you would benefit from the affects."
“Give me your dealers info and I just might” Kendra said with a slight eye roll but a huge grin on her face.
Jazza just rolled his eyes, goosebumps covering his bare arms as he stretched. He groaned, realizing he had to actually get ready for the rest of the day.
"Well, I'm gonna go put a shirt on.." He yawned out, standing up from his spot at the table, leaving his messy place behind. "I know you guys are disappointed, I would be too if I no longer got to stare at..well, myself." and with that little comment, he skipped off in search of clean clothes.
(Y'all it's 2020 and I am NOT ready. )
