Joshua Reed was 16. It was may 16th, his birthday, and he was at his favourite place, the comic shop where he works as a cashier. He has brown eyes, brown hair, freckles, glasses, a good physique, dimples and a small scar across his nose. Josh was funny, smart, kind, respectful, a flirt, a gentleman, polite and a nerd.

He was wearing black dress trousers, a white dress shirt, his glasses, and a black tie along with black air forces and a black belt. He adorned a silver chain with a ring for a bit more depth.

He leaned against the counter reading a DC comic.