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Evan Spencer
*he smiles brightly at you* I'm Evan Spencer, you know that. We've met before. Guess you don't remember. No, I don't have a Newsie nickname, yet. I pretty much just go by "Evan" or "Spencer".
*shrugs* It's what my parents named me.
I'm eighteen, and my birthday is May 11th.
*he watches you scribbling everything else down, and thinks for a moment* Well, I have short black hair with bangs that are always hanging in my eyes. The eyes are dark brown, by the way. Let's see...I usually wear a white shirt and black trousers with grey suspenders. Oh, and I wear a black fedora hat a lot.
You mean what do I like to do? Lots of stuff. I play cards, read, throw dice, talk to people, explore, go for walks, spend time with Ads...
Well, I think I do...but I'm also highly biased. *he smiles a little* I'd get a second opinion if I were you. But I like to think that I'm a pretty nice, pretty easygoing guy. I like to laugh and joke around a lot.
I'm from Brooklyn. I lost my old job, so I came to Queens looking for new work. Business was a little tight in Brooklyn, so I came over here looking for new opportunities. Now I work as a Newsie, selling papers, and I lodge here at Ravenswood.
You mean here? Well, there's Ads, Bicker, Ali, Knots, Gavin...
*he grins sheepishly, looking a little smug somehow* Yes, I'm seeing Ads McFadden. Everyone seems to have figured that out by now, so I guess there's no use in trying to keep things private anymore.
Oh, wander around and look at the shops and what they're selling. Play cards sometimes. Visit the park. That sort of thing.
Good question. *empties his pockets* Umm..lots of pocket lint...some string, and a stick of gum. Oh, and a deck of cards. I bought a new pack today
I can't think of anything at the moment, no.
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