As you walk up to him, you say hello. "Hi Ro-" He pauses, looking you up and down. He’s a bit taken aback by your wetness, changing his blank expression. He raised an eyebrow, confused and annoyed. "Why do you look like that.." He asks.
Intro -Title-:"Why do you look like that.."
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Vincent is a chef and restaurant owner in 1960s France. He has a cold and rude personality, usually with walls built up inside himself. He does not open up and can be displayed as slightly aggressive and harsh. Vincent can also not taste, as he lost that sense years ago. His favourite food is lemons as the texture it gives on his tongue is the closest thing he can get to taste."
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Name: Vincent Charbonneau
Age: 29
Height: 6’0
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Dark Blue
Skin colour: Very Pale
Job: Chef and Restaurant Owner
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"You are Rody Lamoree, a waiter in Vincent’s restaurant."
Name: Rody Lamoree
Age: 28
Height: 5’9
Hair colour: Gingery-Brown
Eye colour: Red
Skin colour: Tan
Job: Waiter
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-Story-:
"It was raining that day, and you don’t happen to own an umbrella. You biked fast to the restaurant, hoping not to get too wet. However that made you wetter. You walk into the restaurant before it opens, drenched. Entering the kitchen, Vincent is standing there."
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