( avan jogia . cis man . he / him ) . ⸻ ajay “ jay “ desai , a twenty - seven year old , has survived another day in red creek where they have lived for three months . the wayward is known for being steadfast and enigmatic and is often associated with the whirring engine of a getaway car, a cigarette tucked behind your ear for later, the stubborn refusal to ever feel regret . in a small town where they work as a mechanic at white pine auto garage word travels fast . it’s hard to keep a secret , and it looks like the boogeyman knows that redacted .
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆 ... ajay desai .
measures of success were different for jay when he was growing up. his mom didn't pin a+ pieces of homework to the fridge, and his dad didn't come along to sports games to cheer him on. plagued by hyper-focused realism, his parents worked long hours to make ends meet and their success was in how they functioned as a unit. ajay's independence served as a blessing, happy in his own company from as early as middle school. life in his ' shitty dead end ' rural nothing town wasn't the kindest to jay. opportunities were few and far between, wages stagnant as he watched his parents take on longer hours to deal with rising costs of everything else. kids were mean about how different he looked, how broke he was, how little he cared about what they thought. he was somehow an easy target, and also one they couldn't quite hit. after school activities introduced him to his love of music, isolation at lunch times making him eat in the music room and consequently get free music lessons from the teacher who was always around. high school was when jay came into his own. he got a job at fifteen as a busboy, walking an hour into work from the other side of town. he put all his money aside to buy a secondhand guitar when he and his friends dreamed of starting a band. more money aside as he saved to buy a shitty car that he repaired himself, self-taught from youtube tutorials and with a guide thanks to the friendship he'd drawn up with the school's automechanic. he started carving a life for himself, always getting into trouble with his friends and adopting that dumb life motto of being ' here for a good time, not a long time '. he scraped by in academics, average at best, but excelled in anything creative. junior year he and his buds started performing, flashing shitty fake id's to secure slots to play at bars around town. senior year, he met savannah who sent his whole world into a spin. he's never had a reason to try before, now all he wanted was to be good enough to be seen at her side. she seemed to like everything that mattered to him: his music dreams, his sly humor and patchwork quilt of warnings from local cops. he was different, edgy, and had a house that was always empty that they could build their own world in. poetically, her leaving seemed to bring both that world and his own world crashing down. life went on, his relationship with his parents becoming ever more vacant. in his early twenties he moved into a shitty apartment with his band buddies, when they eventually made enough money to support themselves .. kind of. there were desperate times where they turned to not-so-favorable methods to get by. following a ... mishap, jay's spent the past three years moving from town-to-town. he never settles in one place for long before moving on, refusing to stay still and further refusing to build roots in any one town. there's a comfort in the quiet, and red creek will do ... for now. if you told them there'd be something here to make him stay, he'd laugh at you. but life's strange sometimes.
NICKNAME(S): jay . AGE/DOB: twenty seven . september 2nd . ORIENTATION: bisexual / biromantic . RELIGION: athiest . LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: wc a roomie in a shitty-mid apartment . PET: has a 1 year old giant orange maine coon cat called scooby doo . HAIR: dark, curly, has had 837893279 styles over the years . EYES: brown . HEIGHT: 5'10 . TATTOOS: some shit stick n pokes his friends did when drunk, a couple decent ones from his travels [X] . PIERCINGS: one small hoop per ear lobe, lip ring that's currently healing over . DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: resting bitch face, always has a hair tie around his wrist, faint scars on his hands from work . SLEEPING HABITS: usually runs on a few hours until he crashes, light sleeper . EXERCISE HABITS: lifting cigarettes to his lips, active in work . EMOTIONAL STABILITY: 5/10, hot headed with wild abandonment issues . SOCIABILITY: 6/10, depends on the day . DRUG USE: weed regularly, takes other drugs rarely . ALCOHOL: regularly . BAD HABITS: doesn't talk things through, laughs at inappropriate moments/discomfort, never lets people get close . WANTED CONNECTIONS: roomie, someone he regularly throws hands with, flings, rivals preferably for a stupid reason, colleagues, party friends, terrible/good influences, ex friends .
