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Name: Hansel Valter Bernstein
Age: 22
Bio: A people's person, Hansel has been in tough situations many times in his life, mostly on good luck that he avoids them all scott-free. A player of the cards, Hansel was hooked on chance ever since he started to get back at card playing. It was addicting to Hansel, the cards flipping back and forth, the sounds of the machines ringing everytime he won, it was all too good for him, until he started to lose of course. We most of the time, but lost some of the time. Even though he wins enough to pay for the bills, he plays with the pocket money he has and then it goes up, then down slightly, up greatly, down slightly... You get the picture. Even the gambling business is pretty addicting and fun, Hansel's been trying to get out of the gambling habit ever since his relationship was getting shaky and more shaky.
Being Helped: A gambler, takes everything by chance, some work, while some don't, trying to shake out on his gambling habit.
Appearance:
Other: Hansel is an outstanding man, even he gambles, the money he gains for paying the bills, never gets put on the playing table. You could say that he is organized and has his priorities in order, even he does gamble.

Name: Archer Nicolas Miera
Age: 21
Bio:
Helping Out
Appearance: A true man to his word, Archer has been helping out for time on end. He's a quiet lad, though very energized from time to time about upcoming events. A self-proclaimed chef, Archer cooks for a living. During a big break at one of the food fairs Archer attended in college, he was awarded with a suburb house and a quiet living. Ever since his break, he's been practicing in a fun way, usually thinking that he was cooking for himself and his love, and not for the agents that gave him this life, even though he was grateful. Since cooking is his life and also his relationship with his girlfriend, he's tries his best to try and turn her around. He doesn't quit and tries different ways to turn her life around.

Other: Archer is a creative soul, usually being creative around the house he was given. A painter, a drawer, anything to do with music and the arts, he will proudly do so.

Enjoying the quietness of being in the shower alone, Hansel laid his head against the tile inside the shower. Letting the water splash on his skin was calming for his nerves, he needed to think about attack this fine day. Hansel made his schedule to be filled so that he wouldn't have to be visiting the casino every now and then. In his opinion, Hansel's been doing pretty good so far, but he could do better. Shampooing his hair and soaping his body, he tried his hardest to get the habit of gambling out of his mind, soon if he could he wouldn't gamble as much till he would finally be able to control his habits.

Hansel spent a good amount of time inside the shower, wasting all the hot water in this fine morning. He would wonder what Leslie would say about him... Nah, not really. Hansel moved in with Leslie a couple of months ago, as long as he payed his fair due, then there would be no problem right? At least thats what Hansel thinks. The shower started to cool and turn slightly cold, Hansel closed the water and stepped out of the shower reaching for the towel on the rack. Drying himself off nicely, he wrapped the towel around his waist and went searching for clothes within his closest. "What to wear, what to wear..."










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Within the kitchen, almost everyday of his current life, there stood Archer watching the small television that was planted in the kitchen on the counter. Nothing good to watch, except the Saturday morning cartoons on the kids channel. Archer was mature, sophisticated and still watched kids stuff... Hey, he's on his job right now so might as well have some laughs and entertaining once and a while, right? Leaning on the tiled counter, Archer had his arms crossed and watched the cartoons displayed on the television. Yesterday, Archer introduced a French dish to the agents and they loved it nicely, it was going to be front cover of the latest, 'Marvel Cuisine' magazine.

"Hey Mifelle! Breakfast is ready!" Ah... Mifelle... Archer's damsel in distress. He had been taking care of her and her drinking problem for over a year already. She occasionally proclaims to see ghosts in the house, but Archer hasn't seen one or even gotten that weird cold shiver down his spine, only when he thinks of colder climates or foods, like ice cream. What was ready for breakfast was simple: A ham and cheese sandwich with the slices of bread toasted to perfection, having that crunching sound every time the person takes a bite. "Haha... that's not the way to put on a hat..." chuckled Archer to himself as he still watched the silly cartoons on the tele.

~Simplicity Is Bliss~

And out of nowhere was a little voice from behind him, it was none other than Leslie. Honestly, occasionally Hansel thought how young a girl would go out with an old man like him. He wasn't really old, but still in his early twenties. "Good morning Leslie, how did you sleep last night?" asked Hansel as his hands scoured for something to wear from the closet. At times, they was nothing ever good in here, guess it was time to go shopping for new clothes he thought to himself. Though, Hansel was a fan of dressing casual, everyday attires. Sometimes Hansel would look in the wrong section since sometimes the clothes were be all over the place inside the closet, maybe he would hang them in the wrong sections.

Looking through the drawers this time, he found some casual to wear. A nice pair of comfortable denim jeans with a slight fade, a regular tee with a crest on the left side of the chest. Some news socks with his Converse shows since these shoes did last a long time, depending how he used them of course. Walking over to the bed to lay his clothes on the bed, Hansel placed a kiss on Leslie's forehead and hugged good morning all still wearing his shower towel.










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Again with his hangover thing? Archer sighed in discontent, rubbing his right temple. "C'mon Mifelle... Not the hangover effect again." Standing up straight, Archer turned down the TV to focus on Mifelle, not to scold her but trying to be fair. "Breakfast's ready Mifelle, I bet you're hungry this morning since you don't have anything solid in your stomach other than booze and liquor." Reaching down to get a hold of Mifelle's hand, his touch was as gentle as ever. Even though Mifelle causes him problems in this household, he's still her boyfriend and does his job as being one.

Leading her to the table so she could sit down, Archer poured her a glass of lemonade so she could start her breakfast. "You remember where we're going to right? You said so yesterday." Yesterday? Oh yeah! They were going to the movies today, away from the bar and the drink and all the alcohol. Archer was going to spend his while trying to get her to change, little by little of course.

~Simplicity Is Bliss~

Always so quiet with her. Hansel gave a small chuckle, trying to figure out why she always talked so small. Hansel wasn't going to bring that up now, he was just going to get dressed so that he could start his day. Unwrapping his arms from her small body, Hansel reached for his clothes and flung the towel away on the bed, don't worry he was wearing a pair of boxers underneath the towel. Slipping on the jeans and shirt, tying up his shoes and combing his hair nicely, it took roughly about three minutes for him to get ready and start his morning.

"So how's your sister doing with that one guy..." a brief pause, "Archer! Thats his name, how could I forget," said Hansel mumbling the how-could-he-forget part. Hansel has seen what Mifelle could do while she was one with a bad attitude, secretly, he felt bad for Archer dealing with her, but he was amazed on how much he put up with her, guess he really loved her underneath that apron he always wears in the kitchen.










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And yet again, she starts off the morning bad, like with every hangover. Archer couldn't believe how much he was putting with her crap. Always trying to help her out, hell he even yelled at her a couple of times, not even comparing to what she yelled at him. Trying to redirect her from the cabinet back to the table, Archer tried to force her to sit back down in the chair so she could finish her breakfast. "I didn't say your a kid, or even treating you like one. I just care for you is all."

Sitting down in front of Mifelle and reaching for the toasted ham and cheese sandwich, Archer took a bite. Hearing that toasty munching sound, his breakfast tasted very good! Well to him it did, he didn't know about Mifelle. "I swear... you're just really lucky no one has taken advantage of you while you're either drunk or passed out." Mentioned Archer while he took a drink of the lemonade from his cup. "So we're going to the movies right?" asked Archer looking Mifelle straight in the eye.

~Simplicity Is Bliss~

Hansel hasn't talked alot with Archer, but he knows that they are on good terms with each others, like friends other than acquaintanceship. "I just hope nothing bad happens to them both, Archer's a good guy. I only talked to him a couple of times but I figure that he's one of those good guys that would help out people he has feelings for." Once his hair was done, and Hansel did take good care of his hair, he went over to Leslie and hugged once more, lifting her off her feet. "So where are we going today? I filled up my schedule so I would be busy with you and try not to think about cards or anything of the sort."










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Something needed to be done about her behavior. She stabbed the wall again, she's drinking that damned vial again, she is going to have serious problems in the future, Archer just knows it. "We're not going to the rehab center, that place was a waste of time, you know it, I know it. I'd rather handle things my way than the rehab filling your head up with nonsense," said Archer, how many times will she not listen to him? Every since rehab, she's been worse.

Archer finished his breakfast and let her have her moment. Once she put away that vial, Archer stood up and walked over to Mifelle and didn't do anything, no talking or anything that would make her explode. Just simple, Archer planted his hands firmly on Mifelle's waist and brought her body closer to his till they touched. "C'mon now... Let's be mature about this. No rehab, you understand me? Not a single word of it," whispered Archer into Mifelle's ear, trying to put some charm and seduction into his tone of voice. As much as he didn't want her going into a tantrum, he still cared for her and didn't want her to end up like the ones how had a major impact on their life just because they couldn't control their urges.

~Simplicity Is Bliss~

Hansel put Leslie back on the ground, getting ready to go out to Archer's house. "I'm not betting nothing! I'm just trying to shake loose of my habit is all..." said Hansel to ensure her that he wasn't going to do anything funny. "Visit Archer's place? Man... its been a long time since him and I talked." Pondering the thought of visiting the boyfriend of Leslie's sister, Hansel didn't think about it too much since he wanted his day to go off without a single bump in the road. "Alright lets go then. I'm sure we can stop by and say hi to your sister. Maybe I'm might run into Archer while I'm at it." Hansel needed to think in other things, he needed to think more about the relationship, the friendship, and not the casino.

Walking through the halls to the kitchen, he wanted to eat breakfast first before they set forth to see Mifelle. Reaching into the cabinet for a bowl, now the box of cereal sitting in front of him on the counter, and lastly the milk, Hansel began to have his breakfast quietly and deliciously.










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Something was being done b her behavior right? So far, she didn't explode but the anger was still in Mifelle's eyes. Archer saw this in her eyes and didn't want any trouble with her, trying to keep on her good side in the morning. Archer leaned forward and planted a long and passionate kiss upon Mifelle luscious lips that slightly tasted like vodka and alcohol. "You're not going back to the rehab..." whispered Archer in between kisses, "I was real lonely when you left..."

Now with Archer placing on the charm to get this morning starting in the good direction, Archer still had his hold on Mifelle's waist and moved her back against the wall in the living room, lightly tugging on her bottom lip. Letting go, Archer looked Mifelle in her eyes again. "Don't be so feisty Mifelle... we have the couch, the bed, the table to be feisty with," said Archer trying to seduce her into her good side, without alcohol involved.

~Simplicity Is Bliss~