#( ch: reid mcconnell )

[lindsayrps]

desperate times call for desperate measures

Reid barely had the door opened before Maks is waving a small white envelope in his face, bounding past him wordlessly towards the couch where Brennan and Benji have been for hours already.

(Well, not wordlessly, because there’s, like, high pitched hollering about the contents of the envelope—an invitation to a costume party in The Hamptons. Reid knows this because it’s not exactly a secret. Invited or not, it seems like everyone around him has been talking about it for weeks now. He doesn’t care that he didn’t get an invite—he wasn’t planning on going, anyways.)

“We have to go,” the three of them say, almost in perfect unison. It’s unsettling how in sync they are sometimes. It’s been this way with them for as long as Reid has known them and it never gets any less creepy.

“Do we, though?” Reid asks, sinking into the only free chair, “Maks is the only one who got an invite.”

“So?” Maks pipes up, finally, “You really think they’re going to be paying attention to every single person who comes into and out of that party, especially when said people are in costume? You can gate-crash. And who knows, maybe Roselyn will be there."

Reid supposes he might have a point—nobody’s going to be paying that close attention and they could slip in unnoticed while Maks distracts the people at the door with some sort of show, which isn’t entirely out of character. Still, it’s nearly two and a half hours to The Hamptons and it’s pretty last minute.

More importantly, he doesn’t have a costume.

(He's not sure how he feels about the Roselyn comment. She's shown no interest in him, as of yet, and he's not keen on pushing it further because that wouldn't help, so.)

Still, after a moment, Reid relents. With these three, there was almost no winning any argument otherwise and this wouldn’t, at least, prolong the inevitable. “So, which one of you is lending me a costume?”

“Oh, I’ve got one you can use.” Bren says, reaching for a bag of chips on the coffee table, continuing to speak around mouthfuls, “It’s from one of those masquerade things that ended up not happening cause,” he waves a hand in the air, as if that would explain everything, “anyway, it’s like that knight in shining armour dude from the myths or whatever.”

“Lancelot?”

“Yes, professor. That dude.”

Well, there were worse costumes, he supposed, and if there was a mask involved he could remain somewhat anonymous and nobody, Roselyn included, would really figure out he wasn’t supposed to be there. He had nothing to lose, really, so the least he could do was entertain Maks (and Benji and Brennan) and go along with this.

"Alright, let's go, then." Reid pushed himself up from the chair to grab his keys from the kitchen island, "What are you going as, Maks?"

"Oh, you'll see. It's got a cape."

Of course it did.

[lindsayrps]

reid mcconnell development

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: reid matthew mcconnell NICKNAME(S): none, really. PREFERRED NAME(S): reid BIRTH DATE: september 28, 1999 AGE: 22. GENDER: cis male PRONOUNS: he/him ROMANTIC/SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual/romantic NATIONALITY: american ETHNICITY: white CURRENT LOCATION: manhattan, new york LIVING SITUATION: a 2 bed 2 bath on fifth avenue. he uses the second bedroom as a landing space for his friends when they need the space.

BACKGROUND

BIRTH PLACE: new york HOMETOWN: new york PLACES LIVED: he's been exclusively a new yorker since birth but he's spent time in other places for vacations but nothing long term SOCIAL CLASS: upper class EDUCATION LEVEL: business degree from university FATHER: thomas mcconnell MOTHER: cora mcconnell SIBLING(S): none BIRTH ORDER: only child CHILDREN: no PET(S): none OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES: though not technically related, he considers his three closest friends to be as much like family and, therefore, brother as he'll ever get. PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: none insofar as anything being serious—he's been infatuated with a girl, roselyn, who 100% does not feel the same way ARRESTS: no PRISON TIME?: no

OCCUPATION & INCOME

PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: mostly, a trust fund. his parents were fine with him not getting a job during university/afterwards and let him do whatever he wants with his idiot friends so long as he promised to take over one day like they'd wanted him to and worked towards a business degree, so he did. CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB (OR LACK THEREOF): in an ideal world, it's perfect, but, you know, realistically, he wants to do something on his own merit but yanno, whip out the mcconnell surname and suddenly everyone acts like your best friend like they weren't just being rude to him five minutes ago. PAST JOB(S): — SPENDING HABITS: fairly even keel for someone with access to as much money as he has, not to say he doesn't splurge on things from time to time but it's far less frequent than probably expected. MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: his watch

SKILLS & ABILITIES

PHYSICAL STRENGTH: average SPEED: depends on how much trouble he's in INTELLIGENCE: he's like himbo adjacent. he's not entirely without a brain he just chooses to not use it a lot of the time. TEAMWORK: by virtue of being an only child, he's better at doing things by himself, but, hey, he's not bad at things either. TALENTS: he really doesn't do anything partially. if he agrees to something, he sees it through. if he says it, he means it. SHORTCOMINGS: man can talk smack when he wants to, probably doesn't think things totally through before doing them, always jumps in head first with everything. LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: english, a bit of spanish/french. DRIVE?: yes but in the city, he really doesn't have to. JUMP START A CAR?: yes CHANGE A FLAT TIRE?: yes RIDE A BICYCLE?: yes SWIM?: yes PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?: no PLAY CHESS?: yes BRAID HAIR?: no TIE A TIE?: yes PICK A LOCK?: yes

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS

FACE CLAIM: christopher briney EYE COLOR: blue HAIR COLOR: brown HAIR TYPE/STYLE: shawn hunter in the early days of bmw. kinda floppy but endearingly so. GLASSES/CONTACTS?: no/no DOMINANT HAND: right HEIGHT: 6'1 BUILD: normal? idk EXERCISE HABITS: look he would rather not so he's not like pumping iron at the gym every day but someone is going to make him work out somehow and it is Just Going To Happen SKIN TONE: TATTOOS: none PIERCINGS: none NOTABLE FEATURES: the eyes, man. the hair, also. USUAL EXPRESSION: a step above resting bitch face. definitely doesn't look like he wants to murder you but won't look the happiest either CLOTHING STYLE: this depends on who he's around. more dressed up around family, button ups done the right way, nice pants, shoes. when he's around friends, it's far more casual, far more relaxed, esp. when it comes to still wearing businesswear, as it were. JEWELRY: n/a ALLERGIES: n/a DIET: everything in moderation. life's short, why deny yourself things like pizza and tacos. PHYSICAL AILMENTS: n/a

PSYCHOLOGY

ENNEAGRAM TYPE: 4 MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic neutral TEMPERAMENT: choleric SOCIABILITY: extrovert EMOTIONAL STABILITY: he relies more on his heart than his head so, yeah. DRUG USE: a smoke here and there, but that's it ALCOHOL USE: socially PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: not in a serious way, no.

MANNERISMS

SPEECH STYLE: thoughtful and measured, around those he doesn't know all that well/are much older than him, more loose with people his own age/his friends. ACCENT: he would say he doesn't have one, really. HOBBIES: reading, exploring, making ill advised bets on games of pool with his friends. DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS: having something of his own, earned on his own merit. FEARS: never being his own person POSITIVE TRAITS: intelligent (when he's got the brain cell), witty, sensitive NEGATIVE TRAITS: impulsive, quick-tempered, immature, at times, impetuous SENSE OF HUMOR: light, fun, it's not hard to make him laugh, either, but he much prefers making other people laugh DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?: nah

FAVORITES

ACTIVITY: being around his friends. it doesn't matter what they're doing, just being with them is enough. ANIMAL: cats bc they're self sufficient for the most part BEVERAGE: coffee BOOK: great gatsby COLOR: steel blue DESIGNER: tom ford FOOD: french toast GEM: sapphire HOLIDAY: holidays have not been celebrated traditionally since he was a child and even then it was pretty questionable. MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: driving when he can, subway otherwise. MOVIE: roman hoilday but shh MUSICAL ARTIST: børns SCENERY: waterscapes SCENT: rain TELEVISION SHOW: ted lasso WEATHER: winter VACATION DESTINATION: anywhere but new york

ATTITUDES

GREATEST DREAM: see drives/motivation. though he's promised to take over one day, he also kind of doesn't want to, bc that's a lot of pressure and expectation and he hasn't really earned it. GREATEST FEAR: being a one trick pony MOST AT EASE WHEN: around his friends/people he loves (for the most part), on the roof of his building by himself. LEAST AT EASE WHEN: honestly in any business setting which... BIGGEST REGRET: hmm pre-emptively agreeing to take over a business he really doesn't want anything to do with but yanno. TOP PRIORITIES: lol