THIBAULT,DANIEL VINCENT

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Full Name: Danny Vincent Thibault
Birthplace: Paris, France
Parents: Vivienne Annette Thibault, 47 when passed away
Greg Leonardo Thibault, 52, bakery and deli owner
Siblings: Maybelle Vivienne Thibault, 25, fashion designer in Paris
Other: Genevieve Lillian Simone, 73, grandmother.
Neige, Bengal cat, 2 years old.

HISTORY:
Danny’s parents fell in love when they were young in the city of romance known as Paris, France. They were both 18 at the time and decided to get married when they were 20. They waited a few years to have kids, since they both wanted to enjoy being young and married. Greg and Vivienne had their first child when they were 27. They named her Maybell. When their daughter was 3 and when they were 30 they were blessed with another child, this time a boy. They named him Daniel Vincent Thibault. He was supposed to be named Greg, after his father but Vivienne didn’t let this happen since she wanted him to have his own name. As a baby Danny would cry if anyone tried to hold him, he would only let his mom hold him and sometimes his dad. As Danny got a bit older he stopped crying when others held him or tried to play with him.

When Danny was a toddler he spent most of his time following his sister around when she didn’t have school and when she did he would go for walks with his dad or stay at home with his mom and watch her paint while she listened to music. Danny wasn’t like most toddlers, sure he got into everything but he didn’t like socializing with the other kids at the park. He liked to be on his own and if he had to play with someone, he wanted to play with his sister. So that’s what he did, he stuck to his sister like glue. He also never talked to anyone; the only people he would talk to were his parents and his sister. If he wanted to ask someone something he would either tell his sister or his parents and they would ask for him.

Danny’s childhood was a creative one. His mom would always read to him before bed but tables soon turned when he turned 9. He loved making up his own stories and would often go tell them to his sister and parents before bedtime, sometimes even waking them up in the middle of the night to tell them another story he made up. In school he loved it when the teacher read to the class and he pictured the story playing out in his head. He won multiple reading awards in school. His best friends were books, never actual people. He did interact with his classmates during gym but at recess he would sit by a wall and bury his nose in a book.

His teenage years were different since they all decided to move to LA when he was 13. He made a bunch of friends with the punk/indie kids and actually went out and enjoyed life instead of always reading. Don’t get me wrong, he still continued to read but he realized that friends and socializing was healthier for him than staying at home. He was a bit of a nerd; he always got his homework done before doing anything else. When he was 14 his mom got diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, when he found out it hit him pretty hard but not as hard as the fact that his mom lost all of her hair which she always kept long, she loved her hair. Vivienne was probably the most positive out of everyone in the family, even though she was the one dealing with cancer. Danny began to see less and less of his mother since she was always in the hospital and it wasn’t until he was 15 that he started to go see her daily, always bringing little stories for her to read when nobody was there to keep her company. He would usually go to the hospital straight after school and stay until 6.

At 16 years old Danny fell for a girl who was in his Spanish class. She was part of the popular crowd and recently broke up with her boyfriend. Usually Danny never paid attention to the popular girls, but the fact that she was wearing a shirt sporting one of his favorite bands, The Smiths, caught his eye. He went up to her after class and starting talking to her about The Smiths and was stunned to realize that she knew so much about them. A few weeks later she asked Danny if he wanted to go to a concert with her and they started going out after that night. Of course, Danny wrote a little poem for her and she begged to see his other stuff so he showed her and offered some constructive criticism. They went out for 5 months until one day she broke up with him. Her reason was that she wanted to get back with her ex boyfriend. This crushed Danny so much that he wanted nothing to do with girls. His sister told him that he was just overreacting, which he knew he was, but he just didn’t want to date anymore.

September. 20th at 8:15pm was when Danny’s mom passed away from cancer. It crushed everyone, especially his dad. From the moment they met they were madly in love and stayed that way, and seeing his dad cry made his heart break even more. For a while his family was disorganized without his mom since she was the backbone but Danny’s grandmother soon stepped in. She left everything in France and flew to New York to take care of them, which was a blessing for them even though she was a bit of a wild one. Danny’s grandma never backed down and always spoke her thoughts. She’s the type of person who would bite someone at a major sale. Around the age of 19 Danny started to experiment with his sexuality, he would often go out with boys and had a short term boyfriend but didn’t feel comfortable with it. When he was 20 he stopped going out with boys because he felt too weird.

Danny is now 22 and has landed a job as a producer, which he loves. He’s always in the studio, it’s like his second home… he actually spends more time in the studio than at his apartment. His sister was diagnosed last year with breast cancer but seems to be doing fine, and his grandmother bought him an apartment to live in since she thinks he should be on his own and not living at home. He calls home everyday to check up on them though and he also calls his sister everyday even if the calls are a bit expensive. He’s been single for a while now and would like to keep it that way only because he focuses on his work and just doesn’t have time, but he does have those days where he wants someone to cuddle and take out to dinners.

PERSONALITY:

intelligent; Danny was definitely a nerd when he was in high school, but a secret nerd. He always got his homework done no matter what even if it wasn’t due until next week. It always got done early so he could go out and have fun. Even now he likes to do his own little research on things he finds interesting. He mainly watches the history channel and loves anything that has to do with Europe. Mainly France and Russia though.
artist; He’s very artistic and has been from a young age. His strong point is mainly writing but he’s been known to draw and play guitar even if he isn’t very good. He likes to think that his passion is writing, before his mom died he would write her little short stories to read while she was in the hospital to keep her entertained when a family member couldn’t be there. Also, when he was a little kid he would come up with stories at bedtime and sneak into his sister’s room to tell them to her.
organized; Danny may look like a scattered person at times when he doesn’t shave, but he’s actually very organized. Everything in his apartment has a place and he often makes daily lists of things he has to get done. No one really knows where this came from because nobody in his family is organized like him, not even his grandmother. Everyone was shocked to see his room clean one day when he was a teen because it was usually a mess and he always refused to clean it.
friendly; Danny is extremely friendly, he’s rarely ever mean to anyone. Even if he doesn’t like you, he’ll still be nice to you just because he doesn’t want any trouble and because of this he’s earned the nickname ‘mr. nice guy’. But there are a few people where he can’t help but hate and give attitude towards. There are just some people who no matter how hard he tries he just can’t be friendly with them. You’ll rarely see Danny in a bad mood because he tends to leave that at home when he goes out, mainly because he doesn’t want to bring anyone down and ruin a good time.
insomniac; Danny is a slight insomniac, he can go a whole week without sleeping and you can usually find him in the studio working or at home writing about well, everything. If a band wants to go into the studio early in the morning or late at night, they usually can since Danny is always there or will always meet them there. He does sleep, but he only needs a minimal amount of sleep to function.
family oriented; He was raised in a family that always had holiday dinners, birthday dinners, and dinners just to see each other. When he was younger it used to drive him insane and wished that they didn’t have so many family get togethers but once his mom was diagnosed with cancer he started to realize that they were important. He calls his dad, grandma, and sister daily to check up on them. Even if he can’t get through to them, he always leaves a message.
defensive; Danny is extremely defensive when it comes to something that he’s passionate about or something that he loves. If someone says something bad about his tattoos, he’ll defend them. Same thing with writing, the type of music he listens to, and his favorite movies.
mysterious; Ah yes, the mysterious side of Danny. Nobody really knows about his past with his mom and his teen years, only a select few. He doesn’t find it necessary to tell people out of nowhere and if they ask, he’ll only tell them a few tidbits.

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Erika took out her phone from her purse, checking if she had any missed calls or texts. Nothing, only a reminder that there was a movie on that she wanted to watch today. She dropped her phone back in the bag and set it aside, stretching a bit before catching a figure out of the corner of her eye. She quickly turned her head and an instant smile spread across her face when she saw Park. She was just about to say hi but got cut short when he kissed her, making every bone in her body turn to jello. Erika always fell a bit too hard for boys, which was strange since most of her friends were boys. You would think she would date a bit like a guy and not wear her heart on her sleeve like most girls. She looked down at where Park’s hand was placed, feeling a bit uncomfortable with him touching her scar but on the other hand he was probably the only one who could get away with touching her thigh. So she tried her hardest to ignore that his hand was there and focused on him. “You could’ve just called me or sent a text, silly.” she looked up at him and smiled, “Why are you looking for me anyway? Shouldn’t you be sleeping or something?” she said quietly, assuming that he had to work tonight.

Erika could never remember Park’s work schedule no matter how many times he’s told her. It just never stuck in her head, but she did know that he worked until 2am so calling him in the morning wasn’t a good idea. They’re jobs never really clashed together, it was usually Erika’s dance class and school that got in the way since she had school and then right after had to go to her dance classes almost every week. Sometimes she wished that she didn’t have dance so that she could see Park more before she went to work at the movie theatre. Erika wasn’t a big fan of her job and she didn’t understand why people went to go see movies on weekdays. To her, movies were for the weekend when there were no school or dance classes. She barely got to be at home because of her schedule, so really she barely saw her family and Park. It exhausted her and today she had things all planned out but her step dad had to ruin them.

Central Park was probably Erika’s favorite place in New York, well in the day it was since at night it got a bit creepy. Probably one of the first things that Erika did when she came to New York was go explore Central Park with her sister since Seattle didn’t have huge parks that were known internationally. She loved just coming here to read or dance and every time she found something new about the park, it was like a little piece of paradise in a concrete jungle. Plus, they had hot dog carts almost everywhere which Erika loved. Especially now since she didn’t get breakfast, she was feeling really hungry. She moved a bit closer and started to wiggle her legs a bit, wondering if Park was hungry and if he wanted to go for a walk to find one of these hot dog carts with her. If he didn’t then she would go alone and come back, no big deal. She wasn’t one of those girls who needed her boyfriend to accompany her where ever she went.

As her stomach growled, she placed a hand over it like it would help stop the growling. It never did, but it was worth a try. It also didn’t help that she was really craving a hot dog now the more she thought about it. Erika didn’t care what hot dogs were made out of; she still loved and ate them. If they suddenly came up with a chocolate cake cart, then Erika would probably go a bit insane. Chocolate cake has always been one of her favorite desserts and when she was little she always wanted to eat it for breakfast but her mom wouldn’t let her. She could probably get away with it now, but she never really thought about it. “Park, are you hungry?” she asked while putting her head on his shoulder for a bit.

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