- Messages
- 18
- Blood Status
- Muggle
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Age
- 04/2037 (24)
Caden had to admit his life had taken a drastic turn from how things were going when he had first gotten to New Zealand. He had dropped out, taken all of the money he had saved up and bagged it without telling anyone. He didn't tell his friends but then again he had never truly known which friends were real and which were just.. there. For one reason or another. Hadn't told his parents either. Specifically hadn't told his parents. He was sure his dad had been seeing red the moment he got the call and Caden had very much not wanted to be there for it. The text explosion that had followed after had been enough to tell him that he was not happy in the slightest. Which made sense since it had been his dad's money going towards his education. Offering the school a little extra donation just to get him enrolled in the first place. And there he had been, throwing it all away. The prodigal son. Where his dad lacked most parental feelings his mom was created with an abundance of them though, which was just his luck. Especially once he had started to run out of money. Because how could she possibly let her only son wander around on the other side of the globe without any money? No, that simply didn't do. So, Caden could just keep on living his life with whatever money his mom had send him. Which was more than most people earned in a month, he was sure of that. Things were good and he had been living his best, irresponsible life. Untill his mom started to realize that maybe he wasn't going to come back. That he wouldn't get tired of being in New Zealand. That perhaps sending him money was only encouraging him to stay exactly where he was. And so she had made the difficult decision to cut him off. Something he hadn't thought she would've been capable off. But she had been and now here he was: having to work to stay afloat.
Honestly though, things could still be worse. He had found himself a solid job as a bartender which meant being around two of the things he was particularly good at: partying and flirting with pretty people. And people love flirting with bartenders. Especially good looking ones. A category he would confidently place himself into. Caden had been at the job for a few months now and apparantly impressed the owner, because even if he had only been there for a little while he had been deemed experienced enough to help show one of the new hires the ropes. "So.. Harper, right?" He asked as he got himself to stand up straight rather than lean on the bar, switching his gaze from the empty room towards the girl next to him. It was early on the evening and business was still slow so he figured he might as well figure out if this girl was more fun than some of their other co-workers. "Why'd you get this job?"
Honestly though, things could still be worse. He had found himself a solid job as a bartender which meant being around two of the things he was particularly good at: partying and flirting with pretty people. And people love flirting with bartenders. Especially good looking ones. A category he would confidently place himself into. Caden had been at the job for a few months now and apparantly impressed the owner, because even if he had only been there for a little while he had been deemed experienced enough to help show one of the new hires the ropes. "So.. Harper, right?" He asked as he got himself to stand up straight rather than lean on the bar, switching his gaze from the empty room towards the girl next to him. It was early on the evening and business was still slow so he figured he might as well figure out if this girl was more fun than some of their other co-workers. "Why'd you get this job?"