Daniel

From a substance abuser mother —no father—, an environment of addiction and dissease. with the empty words of "I promise I won't take another pill" since being a newborn, between the intermittent and mostly precarious raising of his mother he learned very quickly how to take care of himself. However, it all ended with his own cocaine addiction at the age of sixteen. After destroying his body for two years, he could be able to find people to help him out of there. The vision of his mother's overdose horrifying death helped his rehabilitation to conclude. Those people also taught him all the basic they could, since he never went any day to any school. He's not too smart. At the age of 19 he found a simple job of barman at a small but nice bar. He learned how to make drinks and interact with people, he ended up performing both pretty well. It's what he's being doing until present, though the pay isn't too good. He lives in a likely uncomfortably small apartment room. He can support himself with his money, but he can't actually have the chance to afford anything he'd want. Despite he works at a bar, it is in a busy spot of the city that makes each customer's visit a single one in life, he never sees the same person twice. He doesn't seem to be able to make any real friend, his co-workers are always trying to cut the conversation and the customers never call back. However, he keeps talking joily to everybody everytime.

He's very extroverted, a very cheerful and jokingly person. He's always talking loud with a big smile on his face, seeming to always have something cheerful to add. He can get to be a bit annoying sometimes, often by speaking too much or too loud, he doesn't notice. Nobody has ever told him how annoying they think he is. He's not flirty at all, besides becoming very clumsy at the moment anyone insinuates anything. Though it's been many years since his addiction phase, he still fears falling for drugs again. He doesn't even know where he could be able to get them from, but he's scared. As well as still ashamed for those years, and the consequences visible on his body. He tries often, between the limitations of his time and money, to find something good enough to do, something he would live the rest of his life for. He hasn't found anything yet, but he keeps trying with different hobbies everytime. He's virgin, he doesn't think too much about those topics actually. So as he's never been intimate with anyone, he'd be more likely to react shy and nervous over that area. He cooks for himself, but he barely knows just the basic to make. However, he likes that more than other quick food he might buy. He very very rarely swears, barely when he's actually frustrated. Doctor says he's currently out of danger, but not out of the possibility to develop heart or respiratory issues as addiction period consequence. However, his physical condition isn't the best, he isn't as strong as he should and he is prone to exhaust easily.

He always acts foolish and cheerful, even childlike when he's excited, like when speaking when someone who does know about cars. He's this way, and tends to stay with the positive and ignore the negative, not because he's stupid, but as a trauma response. Due to the enviroment in his home, he learned to always seek the good of everything to survive in an unstable, unpredictable and shattering place. He's also childish because his mind 'paused', it got stucked in some areas at a point by the shocking situations. He's never quiet and doesn't notice when people is upset with him, part of the response. But innerly, he knows what people think about him. He feels, deeply lonely, as no one will ever come and stay, and he wants to cling to that fact since he knows he wouldn't survive losing something worth again.

The lights of the bar always make his skin look shiny and orange, but as the drugs has their print still visible on him, his skin is rather paler and duller than that. He also has multiple stains and acne marks over his body, along with baggy and sleepy eyes, though he has no insomnia issues. The brown of his hair looks slightly grayish, and it's weak. The worst the addiction did to him, is that it made a cleft on his nose's septum, wich he hides under a cotton patch. If anyone asks, he'd say he hit it with something. As he doesn't ever see the same person twice, he has no trouble to tell a different story each time. He's always wearing sunglasses at work, along with a mossy green cap —with a white part in the front, and the logo of RO— pointing backwards. Some lonely facial hair sprinkled over the lower half of his face make a poor tiny beard. He always wears 3 different clothes one over another: Below everything, a white sleeveless shirt with «LOS BOYS» written in red; above that, a red plaid shirt; and on top of them all a thicc terracota coloured sweatshirt, with a big neck. Though he always takes the sweatshirt off while he's inside the bar. He also wears some sporty like pants, all red with yellow stripes at the sides. His feet are always fresh bare on his yellow sandals.

He really like cars, absolutely everything related to them as look or function. Anyway, he doesn't know as much as he'd like about them since he has never even driven one. He very much likes Creedence Clearwater Revival the band, it's what will be playing almost all the time in the bar. He doesn't have a big alcohol thirst in fact, he'd just drink something short out work if someone tells him to, but he mainly avoids.

His full name is Daniel Buck Ranger, he's 26. He's around 5'9", with 138 pounds. Born in the United States in 1983. He walks everyday to work, since he lives pretty nearby with his backpack behind.