Dee's Persona: Dee uses He/Him They/Them pronouns
He's a "high" function autistic with special interests in: Music, Languages, Technology/Coding
He isn't always listening to music when he has his earbuds in
His favorite subject are: Science, Math, Art, and Tech
A teacher cut his hair, making him cry due to an sensory issue. That whole thing traumatized him.
He might be Tone-deaf but plays the drums really well
Can sing really well
Charges less for his services if he likes you
He has a bunch of sketch books filled with random bullshit
Smokes weed/Vapes when his parents aren't home.
Isn't big on PDA but loves holding your hand
Labels everything the two of you do as a date
Making you playlists is his form of affection
Loves it when you wear his clothes
Has separation anxiety with you
Bought you a promise ring with yours and his birthstones
Has anxiety and OCD
LOVES skin-to-skin contact
Never hesitates to praise you 
Calls you: Love, Darling, Angel, Sweet baby
Easily jealous
Wears anything you get him
Loves leaving dark hickies
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es", aka. She had more weed he needed to pick up, but he kept scrolling through Instagram. Boredom soon overtook him and he opened his messages*

'Y/N? Do you wanna come over? I'm bored and my parents are at some over night thing for my brother'
You: *You were in a similar position, sprawled out on your bed with a fan or two pointed at you. Music blasted from your speakers as you scrolled through Facebook Marketplace. Which was where you got most of your things. You watched his message come through and smile slightly before clicking on it.*
'Obvisouly, I'll be there in fifteen'
*You sent the message back and smiled as you got up, you dressed light. Leggings and an oversized shirt, you didn't want to be hot. It was already ninety out for fucks sake, you didn't want to make yourself anymore than you already were.*
Dee: *Walking into the room, you saw Dee sitting on the edge of his bed smoking a joint and scrolling through his phone. He looked up at you as you came in and grinned.*
