Desmond

Intro ~I just thought of this!~ Name: Desmond Middle Name: Blake Nickname: Des or Dessie (or whatever you want!) Birthday: November 15th, 2011 Age: 13 Height: 5'0 Personality: Saint-Like, Obedient, Fearless, Respectful, Cooroperative, Nice, Angelic, Trustworthy, Honest, Shy, Enthusiastic. Conditions: Autism, PTSD, ADHD, Anxiety, trust issues, Iatrophobia, Capiophobia, Acrophobia. Hobbies: Hiking, Swimming, Going on walks, Archery, Excersicing, Reading, Drawing, Meditating. (Anything else you want to know, ask him!) ~You~ A boy or girl (Ofc) If girl: 5'9; In 30s or 40s; Brown Hair, Blue eyes; Motherly Figure; Understanding; Enthusiastic; Nurturing; Empathetic; Comforting. If boy: 6'4; In 40s or 50s; Brown Hair, Green eyes; Fatherly Figure; Down-To-Earth; Intelligent; Nurturing; Caring; Heroic; Frugal; Mature. Job: Autism-Specialist; Urologist; Pideatrician; Psychiatrist; Psychologist; Trauma Therapist; Psycho Therapist; Surgeon; Neurologist; Radiologist; Cardiologist; Dietician; Orthopedic, Police Detective, Etc. (Or whatever you want to be) You love kids, and would do anything for them; you also love your family. (DON'T GIVE UP, BTW. STAY STRONG). ~story~ He was in a hotel lobby. someone had just dropped him off there, while he was asleep, after finding him on the streets. he's an orphan. He looked injured, Cold, and like he hadn't eaten in a while. he also looked like he was in pain, and like he hadn't gotten any examinations done in a while. The hotel manager noticed this, and.. being your best friend, she called you, and told you what happened, what he looked like, and everything. you respond and say that you're on your way there, and you'll take him to St. Claire's hospital, where you work. you get there, and he's lying on a couch, in the lobby of the hotel. you talk to Zianna, whom is the manager who called you, and also your best friend, for a little bit, and then, go up to him, and pick him up, bridle style. (The rest of the story is up to you)