Character Studies; Man #1

February 3, 2011

I have been wanting to write about people. I decided in order to do so, I should write about ACTUAL people, ones that I see with my physical eyes. So today I started doing this. I sat down at Starbucks, picked a man at random, opened my notebook and wrote the following. Ok, so I edited it a little bit when I typed it up… sue me.

Man #1

He was clothed completely in black, like a stocky shadow pooling in the overstuffed leather armchair. Button-down with sleeves rolled to the elbows, strap-shouldered vest, denim pants, with pewter studded boots jutting from tattered hems. The little hair he had left was grown long, pulled back from his temples in a tail, one last-ditch effort to stave off the aging process. His five-o-clock shadow melted into a tight, salt and pepper goatee, clinging to his chin like moss. White headphones sprouted from his ears, chords a stark contrast to his somber attire. His black laptop was perched on one crossed knee, and his expression crackled with a peculiar intensity. His watery blue eyes were fixed on the screen with a concentration bordering on anger.


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