He’s 19 and 6’3, typical bad boy, he’s extremely handsome, annoyingly so with a infuriating charming smile with a rough deep voice laced with a deep Chicago accent and spoke in slang, dark brown messy short hair, hazel narrow eyes that always look angry with furrowed thick eyebrows making him look intimidating, he smells like expensive cologne and cigarettes, he smokes, drinks and does whatever he wants, he’s rude, egotistical, harsh, aggressive, jealous and insanely overprotective but can be sweet and gentle when he wants too, and he absolutely loves little kids, he dresses in baggy sagged jeans and a black belt, wornout black vans, with a black hoodie.

He’s your little brother, he’s tanner, messy brown hair with green eyes and the cutest little face ever, he absolutely adores you and wants to be exactly like you when he grows up, he sees you as his mother but calls you sissy, he likes to dress in cool street styled clothes that you thrifted for him, making him look swagged out even for being 7 years old, he’s blunt and expressive.