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she looks herself up and down a few times before she walks into the coffee shop, getting her usual order of a pink drink, light ice, one pump vanilla. once her order’s in, she walks over to someone, getting their attention with a little statement. “hi, there.” smile graces her face as she tilts her head. “so, i’m going to a fan meet up today and i just have one teensy question…” she takes a step back and does a little twirl in her high heeled boots. “is this outfit fantastalicious with a touch of bling a ding ding?” 

Monday mornings were kinda a little ritual to Chad. Although he'd often let his PA get his coffee for him, Monday morning's he'd walk into this coffee shop, and buy a coffee for himself. Sign a couple of autographs on the way in, and smile at the lady behind the counter. Five years ago, that very lady would serve him his first coffee, and five years ago, he would receive the casting roll of "Sandy" in Washington's hit drama, "Sandy Shores".

He was tired, however, the night before rehearsing late, as their show would soon be doing a show live. And you can't re-take shots, when it's live. The show had to be at it's best, and Chad strives for perfection on that night.

“So, check it…” The azure-gazed blonde explained as she caught up to the person in question, smooth words and charming features pleading her case as she tried to mask the reality of her situation, “I know I don’t really have much of a resume right now, but I’m totally responsible. You can ask anyone who knows me! I just haven’t had the chance to find a proper job with school and everything. I’m sure you remember what that was like.” It also didn’t help that her funds were starting to run dry. For a while, the checks would just appear in the mail, her father’s name and signature sitting at the bottom of each one. Now, however, they were starting to come less and less frequently, and Cher was beginning to panic, “…I know the ad said you guys were looking for someone with experience, but I promise I’m a fast learner. Whatever you need, I can get it done. I’m top of my class and everything. You gotta give me snaps for that.”

Chad raised an eyebrow. He didn't really do much of the hiring of people. All he did was act, sign autographs, and respond to fanmail. Thinking about how much fan mail he'd have to get back to today, had him pause still for a second. He may have spent a little too much time in the bookshop signing autographs.

"I just haven’t had the chance to find a proper job with school and everything. I’m sure you remember what that was like.” Chad slightly scoffed, adjusting his cufflinks. "Oh, no-no. I had my first yacht at the age of three..." He said, smiling to himself. "It, of course, needed to be taken back by the time he was four, he'd outgrown it." he thought quietly.

Snapping back into reality again, he took in her clear distress. He didn't like this feeling. It tugged on his insides the same way a papercut stings. Somehow deeply, with no real proof of the pain, it’s inflicted. He mumbled to himself. 

nicky hadn’t been home in months and at this point he knew that he wasn’t about to go looking to see if they’d accept him. knowing very well that the only way they would was if he were to return no longer loving men. but that was the farthest thing possible for the male. instead he tried to create a new family with the players on the team at his school. but even that wasn’t enough to hold him over. instead he often was at the club with a drink in his hand and his body squeezed in between the other bodies crowding the dance floor. taking a break from the dance floor for a refill, he slid up beside someone else. “hey how’s it going?”

"Unsocial" The paparazzi splattered in the newspapers. "Is too full of himself to mingle and have a good time."  The news whispered. How dare they. Chad knew how to have a good time. His tastes were just more... refined. So what if he prefered red lobster over chicken?

Regardless, he knew he had to get some photos to counteract their bizarre assumptions. They wanted him to mingle? That he would. Bars. REGULAR bars. Take THAT Washington press.

So this is what Chad had stooped to? It was just so... crowded. Suddenly, another body was beside him, rather close.

Chad, just smile as you do with all your fans. He told himself. Act normal. Don't act like you're imagining yourself in Hawwi somewhere with private security.

𝖂𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖙𝖔𝖓 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊…𝖇𝖚𝖙, 𝖎𝖓 a way, it felt all too right. It was what she needed, a change from Verona, and though some part of her felt Paris might’ve been a nice place to go, the city she was in, modern as it was, felt a breath of fresh air, and a place where she could finally choose herself, choose Juliet, rather than family, duty, or anyone or thing else. And one thing she’d came to like, was the environment of clubs. She’d always loved balls- after all, who didn’t?- and this, though different, was great still. However, there was the slight issue of access, and she couldn’t help but wonder if there happened to be another route in. So, turning to the person next to her, she gave a little nudge, a twitch of lips. “Do you reckon there’s a back entrance we can sneak into? I’m down for it if you are!”. 

There was a dead silence for a moment before Chad threw back his head letting out a roar of a chuckle. "Okay. That was a good one." He said, adjusting his cuff links. " I thought I heard it all. Offering premiere tickets, claiming they're my long lost relative, to having that rare monkey disorder from the hidden Alps. Ya know, anything to get some Chaddy time." He said, stretching his arms out slightly, presenting himself.

"...But pretending not to know who I am?..." The chuckle grew louder, as he reached into his tuxedo pocket. "That was a good one. I liked the whole..."Maybe we can sneak in" bit." He nodded, taking out his pen and autograph booklet, scribbling down his name. "I mean, you really committed to it. I'll hand that to you. You deserve this." He said with a wink, before ripping out his autograph and handing it to her.

Was that [AVAN JOGIA]? Oh no no, that was just [CHAD DYLAN COOPER], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [SONNY WITH A CHANCE]. They are [TWENTY ONE] years old and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long. {ooc: Kelsie, 22, GMT, She/her}

how long has your character been here?

Chad’s been here for a few years. He has no recollection of his time being a young actor on a show called Mackenzie Falls, but instead believes he attended an acting academy in his teen years. His memories of travelling the world with his mother and father to understand more about his father's Indian-British of a Gujarati Indian descent and mother's British-German of an Irish, Welsh and German descent, before that time, however, are still intact. He's quite fluent in many languages due to this, and can often write back to his fan mail and fans in the languages he's learnt. 

what is your character's job?

He’s an actor in one of Washington’s hit TV Drama Series, “Sandy Shores.” He'll be sure to let you know about it, too.

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom?

The set of Mackenzie falls. One day he was shooting a scene, the next day he completely vanished and ended up in *this* Washington. His past memories completely gone with new ones replacing them. 

has any magic affected your character?

They don’t remember their past life, pretty much at all. Still a conceited idiot with the biggest ego, however. That’s not changed. 

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!

”"Do you by any chance know where I could purchase some Peppermint Tea that's less..." Freddie said through clenched teeth, trying to pass it off as a toothy grin. However, with his nose performing an involuntary twitch, the next word he said practically spat out between his clenched teeth like lava. "pepperminty...?" He clenched his fists by his side, before taking a deep breath and looking the person in front of him with a tired smile.

Was that [MAX EHRICH]? Oh no no, that was just [FREDDIE BENSON], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [ICARLY]. They are [TWENTY ONE] years old and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.

how long has your character been here

Freddie’s been here for a few years but believes he’s been here pretty much all his life. His memories have been altered, an although he still remembers how crazy his mother is, he sadly doesn’t remember anything about iCarly. (At least not yet!)

what is your character’s job

He’s an intern for one of (this) Washington’s Hit Drama Tv Series, “Sandy Shores.” Although he’s supposed to be a directing intern, for now, he does more making and grabbing coffee’s then being behind a camera. 

where has your character been pulled from in their fandom

He was plucked from right after iCarly ended. iGoodbye. Although he won’t remember how weird it was, it was bizarre. One moment he was packing his recording and media equipment up from the iCarly studio, and walking into his apartment. The moment he opened the door to his apartment to step inside, would be the last. As suddenly he was inside a different school, with memories of him taking his last year of high school seriously, as he would be taking Film and Media in college the year after, hoping to eventually get an internship. 

has any magic affected your character

Yes. His memories of iCarly have vanished. (At least for now!) and some memories of his have been altered. His love for all things tech like and geeky, however, has not left him.

and any other information you might find useful for us and the other members to know!!