The humanoid toon was used to being glanced at adoringly; he was attractive and learned to live with it. Though he wanted to be seen not as a sex symbol but as a person. His dark red hair covered his emerald one emerald eye as he walked on, his tall stature being obvious to the small toons that he passed. Jessie hummed to himself as he knocked into the door awaiting to be let in. He calmed down, pushing his anxieties away as walked through.

“Hello I’m here about the part—“