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[dannychan]

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benji "ben" wheeler
24
5'10
incredibly immature but will attempt to become a better man for his daughter. hates being alone. lives in his best friends apartment. *this* close to a mental breakdown / panic attack / anxiety attack.
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[Leafwing12]

(So these are just OC's then?)

[dannychan]

my character is from to show but u can do an oc

[Leafwing12]

(Okay)

Steve Miller
21
5'11

Steve is a very sweet guy. He's very open and caring and is great around kids. He works as an artist, so he's very creative. He loves helping others. Sometimes he's at odds with his roommate, but he considers him his best friend.

[dannychan]

the day had started out completely and utterly normal. ben woke up and started to get ready for the day, when he heard a knock on the door. must have been the mail man, right? but then he heard the baby crying, and spun around, eyes wide and stared at the door. he opened it, and his heart stopped. on the door mat of his apartment was a baby in a basket type thing. he quickly grabbed the carrier and baby bag, eyes wide. "steve!" he yelled

[Leafwing12]

Steve had been in his room, working on some art. He always was up this early doing paintings and suck. He set everything down when he heard Ben. He moved out of the room, moving over. "Yes?" He asked

[dannychan]

he was sat on the couch, staring at the baby, wide eyed. "i woke up.. and there was a baby on our door step." he said, looking at steve. "what do we do?!"

[Leafwing12]

Steve froze, looking down at the baby. He slowly moved over, gently taking the baby. He held the baby in his arms, shushing her gently. He held her close. "Well....We could always bring her to an adoption center." He said.

[dannychan]

he blinked when she was picked up and a note fell on the floor. he picked it up and started reading aloud. "ben, im sorry i just left her like this, but i can't raise a baby right now. college is way to busy for a single mom to be taking care of a baby. i have hardly any money, and i know you'll do a good job, so this is your daughter, emilia.. emma for short.." he stared at the note, eyes wide. "oh my god.. this is my baby.." he breathed.

[Leafwing12]

He glanced over. His eyes widened. "This....Is your daughter?" He asked, glancing down at her. "But when did you...You know?" He asked