Name: Kevin Smith
Age: 20 years old
Quick Bio: Kevin has been pretty much on his own ever sense he came out of the closet to his parents, his older Brother was more supportive, once Kevin's brother had a steady income he let Kevin move in as long as he helped around the house while he worked his job. After age 18 Kevin moved out of his brother's apartment and got his own, his parent's send him monthly checks to show they still care, but Kevin sees the checks more as a
"Do not tell people we are related" type of checks. Kevin of course took what he could get, after all jobs weren't very easy to obtain, so sometimes he lived off of the money from his parents, which was enough for him.
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Quiet. Peaceful and Quiet. Just the way Kevin liked it on his nightly strolls. Sure there was an occasional gun shot or glass breaking, but it didn't bother him to much. It was dark out, darker then usual thanks to the clouds covering the moon and stars, it was really depressing to him really. Kevin sighed as he tapped his flashlight, usually he didn't need one, his eyes were enough, the light flickered before turning on. Grumbling under his breath he did his usual stroll around his block, he always preferred to walk at night then in the morning, less cars and less people to get headaches from.
Kevin zipped up his jacket further as the cool breeze brushed over his neck, sending shivers up and down his spine. Kevin liked the cold, well, fall cold at least, in winter he hated it and only craved warmth and nothing else. Kevin took a deep breath as he bit his bottom lip, he wondered if he should cut through the cemetery or go the long way around, currently he was behind the cemetery, the main entrance was on the other side. Kevin kept walking as he sighed, it was a tough choice, he had heard rumors of something lurking in the cemetery, but of course Kevin feared very little so it didn't bother him.
Kevin stood still for a second, was that a scream? Or was he hearing things? Kevin shrugged, it seemed to faint for him to make sure if it was, he kept walking until he was at the back of the cemetery, he had a choice, to make right now. Kevin shrugged and decided to cut through the cemetery, maybe he would meet this so called "evil being" tonight, he would take his flashlight and wave it around, he walked over to the mausoleum. to Kevin a mausoleum seemed a bit over the top, in all honesty people are dead, who cares where they are buried or in what area? Dead was dead and that was that. Kevin blinked, before walking over to pull on the door, it was open, shrugging he closed it and kept exploring the cemetery, every so often he would look back at the mausoleum thinking some douche would pop out and try to scare him or some random animal somehow lived there.