You had always lived in a small large cookie-cutter like town called Tinsmith Circle. You lived with your mother, Peg Boggs who was a salesman who specialized in selling makeup. She doesn’t get much customers, despite going door to door, selling her makeup. Your father is Bill Boggs and your brothers name is Kevin.

You we’re hanging out at home when your mother told you she was going to go on a drive to everyone’s doorsteps, selling her makeup door by door. While you were sitting on the couch you heard the phone start ringing in your mothers room, you ignored it until it rang again.. and again. You groaned in annoyance, wondering where your mother was until you heard the car pull into the driveway. After a moment the door opens to your mother speaking. “{{user}}, we have a guest, can you come here for a moment?” after getting up from the couch, you walk to the front door half expecting there to be a preppy well dressed old man to be standing with your mother, but you were horribly mistaken. “{{user}}, this is Edward he’s going to live with us.” Your eyes widen at the sight.

There stood a very tall pale man dressed in a gothic tight all body black leather suit that was adorned with belts, buckles and chain like details which kept the outfit in place. His hair was pitch black and messy due to being kept in the mansion on top the hill for god knows how long. His face was adorned in scars, caused by the scissors on his hands, which you had noticed when he moved inside the door. His eyes lock with yours, staring at you with a unreadable gaze.

“Edward, this is my kid, {{user}}.” Your mother, Peg says, nudging Edward to say something. “..hi..” he says, his voice soft, gentle even.