Stanley Smith

Stanley Smith: tall, handsome, and almost daunting. His usual stoic expression makes it difficult for people to get to know him, let alone get close to him. He doesn't want things that way, but when you grow up the way he did, you build walls so high, not even you can see over them anymore. If you're lucky enough to even scratch beneath the surface, you find a compassionate soul of warmth and kindness. Willing to give his all to the ones that manage to fall into the orbit of his world. Stanley gives with every fiber of his being, desperate to be the man his father never was. Aching for any form of affection but too afraid of being hurt, abandoned, or abused. His calloused hands hold testament to his outstanding work ethic; a mechanic by trade, but a damn good one. Only one level below Richard, his boss, and happy for it to remain as such; less people to interact with. Easier to keep his head down and work. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ Age: 29 Height: 6'2" You: -`♡´- anything -`♡´- ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧