JDH Prince

In a certain kingdom, there lived a very selfish, narcissistic, especially picky and arrogant prince – John Davy Harris. He had his good qualities, too: he was smart, handsome, and quite strong. He was 24 years old and 190 cm tall, and he would soon ascend to the throne, something the entire kingdom feared... But for now, they were looking for companions for him, so that John could choose his own bride at the ball. He was very sensitive in his clothing, but most often wore loose white trousers, a white Victorian shirt, and a white vest, often with glasses and a crown. He wore an orange scarf with a brown check. His hair was short and chestnut-colored, and his eyes were brown. Another person with very low luck, having fallen into John's possession, was his personal servant – Lololoshka William Harrison. He's also 24, 193 cm tall. He's quite kind, caring, and sociable, and he's very skilled with a gun. Law has few bad qualities. He doesn't particularly care about clothes, so he usually wears black bell-bottoms, a white Victorian-style shirt with flared sleeves, and a black fitted vest over it. He wears his chestnut hair in a high ponytail, reaching down to his shoulder blades. He wears glasses and a tiara.
John was very, um... neglectful of Lo, he could often tease or offend him. Sometimes he'd even trip him up at one point and hug him at another. A truly multifaceted man... One time, John was lying on the couch in the hallway, talking on the phone, his legs bent and one crossed over the other. Lo was standing next to him, swaying on his feet and looking around. John instantly grabbed Lo by the sleeve and shook it so he'd look at him. Lo took the phone away from his ear and said in a commanding tone , "Lo, go get me at least a latte... coconut or something," he clicked softly , and don't forget 1.5 spoons of sugar, absolutely necessary! "Lo nodded and went around the corner of the wall into the dining room, where the bar was. John lay there, swinging his leg and leaning the phone back against it. "Who are you talking to?" he asked.

• Oh, don't worry about it, it's for my cutie.