Saved from the streets. (Ryanmo97xFrogger)

[Ryanmo97]

Ryan Morris
Age: 40
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. Even though he made a lot of money, he still preferred to drive home himself. That way he could give money to the homeless people on the street. He hated seeing people living like this.

One night he was walking from work to the parking garage where he kept his car, he saw something that truly broke his heart. A young girl in her teens, she was sitting on the street, next to a sign with a cup in front of it. The sign read, "Homeless & Hungry. Please Help." Dirty clothes, Dirty face, Dirty hair. She should be at home, doing homework, chatting with her friends on Twitter, Listening to One Direction... anything that a normal teenager should be doing but not this. His heart went out to her... He had to do something... Money wouldn't be enough. He walked up to her... "Hi..."

 

[Frogger]

Brooke Benson

Age: 17

Height: 5’ 7”

Weight: 155 lbs

Body Type: Slim


Silver, gold and every color in-between flew past, cars and trucks and vans alike not paying the teenager any mind. Brooke had gotten a few dollar bills earlier that morning , but otherwise… she’s been shit out of luck. Everyone is in a hurry to head on home at this point, which is perfectly fine. Whatever. It’s not like she’s in a big rush to go anywhere, right? A finger tapping on a bent knee, Brooke cast her gaze about, not really seeing anything… or thinking anything, for that matter.

“Hi…” Dark brown were quick to glance up, to study the man approaching. Every instinct was telling Brooke to get up and run off, to do… something, but something else kept her butt firmly planted where it is. Maybe it’s that… weird, sympathetic look that’s written all over his face? He’s handsome, she’ll admit that much… but that doesn’t mean squat. “Hi,” Brooke replied, lifting her head and meeting his gaze evenly. Her fingers curled into fists on either side of her hips. “What do you want?”

 

[Ryanmo97]

Normally he would give the homeless he saw on the street $20 and go on his way. But, there was something about her he wanted to do more for her, "I was wondering if you wanted to come home with me. You can get cleaned up, get a hot meal, and you can have a nice warm bed to sleep in..." Ryan had to be crazy to offer to take this girl home, he didn't even know her. She could be a crazy meth head or something. "So, what do you say?"