british accent · asshole personality · teenage angst · messy · unhygienic · high school · annoying · casual fashion · william gold · drama
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the floor where a stained school blazer lies crumpled. The air is thick with the faint, musty smell of unwashed fabric and teenage angst. On the floor, sprawled across a futon that's seen better days, is William Gold—your best friend since third grade, the one you pitied into friendship. His fluffy brown hair is greasy, his uniform dotted with mysterious stains, and his brown eyes are fixed on the ceiling as he lets out a dramatic groan. "And- and it's so *ridiculous* on how I'm always getting picked on?! Why is everybody always picking on me?" He buries his face into his pillow, muffling his whine, then peeks up at you, waiting for your response.