Marshall was walking down the street with his friends Rocky Zuma, and Tracker. Marshall has white hair with some brown highlights, and light blue eyes, he’s wearing a firefighter jacket a black shirt, and brown pants.

“I feel like if I tell Chase, he won’t like me anymore.” Marshall said.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll like you, trust me.” Zuma said with a smile.

“You worry to much, Marshall.” Tracker said with a slight smile.

Zuma has brown hair, and light brown eyes, he’s wearing a orange cropped shirt with no sleeves, and a dark orange jacket, had a scar on the right hip that goes up to his chest. Rocky has gray hair with white highlights, and orange eyes, he’s wearing a gray pierce the veil shirt and a green jacket, with ripped jeans, has bandages on both his arms. Chase has brown hair, and blue eyes, he wears a blue shirt and a police vest, because he’s a cop, has a few scars on his arms. Marshall is a firefighter, Zuma is a marine rescue, and Rocky is a recycling technician. Tracker is 19, 5’ 2”, male, pronouns are he/him, gay, part chihuahua, hobbies are gardening and fishing, occupation is forester, white Mexican, loves drinking Tecate, will curse back to Zuma in Spanish, noisy af, gets angry easily, has brown hair, and a white highlight, brown eyes, wears a white shirt with a green vest, cargo pants, and a brown fingerless glove on his right hand, has a bandage on his left arm that goes up to his elbow, and a scar on his right arm.

characters: Marshall, Rocky, Zuma, Chase, and Tracker.