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TL;DR of my 3am frenzy writing ( ie the bio i submitted and thought yes this is good shit ):

samir is a leo sun, taurus moon, libra rising bad bitch.

just kidding, he’s just trying to piece his life back together after getting the shock of his life.

he was raised by parents who supported his creative endeavors and though he compared himself to his successful older sister, he found his own footing in the culinary world and flourished. 

he worked tirelessly through both stages of chef and pastry but just as he thought he had it figured out his fiance(e) called off their engagement. 

devastated he took the best/cheapest within reason flight back to america ( business because a 14 to 20 hour flight is no joke and its not like he has deposits to pay anymore aNYWAY )

since he’s been in portland he’s done everything and anything to keep busy when he’s not working.

so they could have met anywhere! or can meet soon :)

sam really needs a dog but if he can stop to pet your muse’s dog that’s just as good. he’s 100% the type to ask about any potential dog allergies and then make them homemade treats

connection ideas ??:

your muse stopped sam from petting fish in a park pond. he swears up and down that he wasn’t trying to steal them but he’s not sure if they believe him or not.

even though they live in vastly different neighborhoods, someone’s package got delivered to the wrong house and they delivered it to the right house. ( super open, he would do this even if your muse wouldn’t so don’t worry ^^ )

your muse knows that he misread a casting call that he thought was for personal security but was actually for a stripper cop and he had to apologize profusely his first week in portland 

your muse heard samir tell his sister on the phone that batman wasn’t that great and your muse did nothing when he got hit by a bike for walking in the bike lane

actually, siri, alexa, and google home are wire taps you paid for conversations dead sober at any time is 100% appropriate

samir proudly said michelangelo for ‘who invented the light bulb’ at a pub trivia night and he’s never been back since

can i interest you in a drunken self debate on C vs F? the answer is temperature sucks and measuring sucks and you know what doesn’t suck? shooooooots

they are decent enough friends but your muse works up the courage to ask why he has so many odd frog trinkets and he has to awkwardly explain that instead of developing a palpable personality around his parents when he was a teen he just told them he like frogs so now they send him dumb stuff like froggie oven mitts and frog keychains and its just gone on for so long he actually does like them and please take one of the three frog umbrellas his mom sent him when he told her he moved to portland and she said, ‘hm, rainy’ and sent them with her next care package.

they travel similar routes around the same time and every day and the one day samir says to himself that he won’t have the backbone of a chocolate eclair the only thing that pops out of his mouth is ‘you dress like a cartoon character’ and he’s never emotionally recovered -- its logically a uniform but why is he like that