Dead-centre [private for me and Kaido]

[zajawa]

Name: Michael Green
Age: 24
Weight: 76 kg
Height: 180 cm
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black
Extra: http://www.lovebirdtattoos.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/02/tumblr_mg9hd5Ryyy1rn8qkno1_500.jpg on his back
Occupation: writer

Personality: Mike is a really... odd person. Sometimes his mind isn't whole there, especially when he is writing. He is pretty clueless at those times while when he is having a 'writer block' he tends to be quite agressive and dominant. Also Mike isn't able to cook since he usually forget that he is doing anyhing while thinking of other things. Once almost burned his flat down.

[Kaido]

Name: Dillon Bonham

Age: 26

Weight: 115lbs

Height: 5'5"

Eyes: Honey

Hair: Brown

Extra: Scar on the stomach

Occupation: Manager

Personality: Dillon is a man of action. He focuses on all of his task he is given but does get easily annoyed when people don't get the work done when they promise they would. But he can also be a bit of a mother hen as well to people he cares for. While he does keep his cool, if pushed to far he can loose it. But overall a nice guy.

[zajawa]

Mike was writing. It was really late since he needed some pages done by... today. He didn't have any ideas for the plot so only after a week, that meant today, he started to write. And he was half through it. So far he didn't eat at all and didn't drink anything... too busy with the things inside his head that wanted out. Michael even mumbled to himself while writing, his mind wholy into it.

[Kaido]

With a deep breath, Dillon comes up to the door of the writer he was in charge with from the publishing company. He has not heard anything from him as of late and he was a little worried. He knew that when it comes to his writing he tends to forget everything else. He just hoped that he at least ate something today. If not, he does have some food with him. So he raised a free hand and knocks on the door.

[zajawa]

Mike blinked few times and rised up. Hazily he got to the doors and opened it. His hair were all messy and his hands shaky. Then he rubbed his eyes and sighed. Why was the other male there? Wasn't it far from the time he should be delivering the novel?
"Uh?", he said and it was the only thing he was able to think of.

[Kaido]

The moment that he saw him, he knew right away that someone was not right with him. He lets out a sigh and rubs the back of his neck. "I see that you've been busy writing again. I'm also guessing that you have not been eating today as well?" he asked as he raised a brow. "Well luckily for you I knew this would happen and brought some food. Now why don't you take a break and eat something?" he said with a smile on his face.

[zajawa]

Mike blinked some and then nodded his head. His manager took him always by the surprise. Until he was asking about eating he never remembered about it. Letting the other male step inside he realised just how dirty it was. Somehow he just couldn't keep up with it all.

[Kaido]

He thanks him for letting him in and then sees the mess in the place and his jaw dropped. "Michael! what on bloody earth happened here?!" he said as he makes his way to the table and sets down the food he brought with him. Which was a pot of beef stew.

[zajawa]

Mike blinked few times and then blushed bit. Rubbing his neck in embarrassment he shrugged. The last time he remembered it all was clean.
"Uhm.. I'm not really sure.. I don't remember", he muttered, looking around dazedly.
Noticing the big stain on one of the walls he wondered what he was doing to resault in something like that. It looked like some paint... Frowning he looked at his hands and discovered that they were dirty as well. Feeling a bit lost he stood there without move.

[Kaido]

He sees him standing there and sighs softly. Walking over to him and took hold of his hand. Leading him through the mess and had him sit at the table. Then goes into the kitchen, grabbing a clean bowl and spoon. Serving a good helping of the stew and sets the bowl down i front of him. "Eat." he tells him. Then gets to work with cleaning the place. It was far to filthy for anyone to live in. There was no way he was going to let him get sick on his watch.