"Sweetheart, I use 100 dollar bills as toilet paper."

Full Name || Jason "Jay" Hudson III

Age || 22

Gender || Male

Sexuality || Bisexual

Looks/FC || Harry Rowley

Personality || Jason is basically the poster child for the wealthy and the one percent. At a glance (which is how most people see him,) he seems almost robotic. He's the epitome of grace, class, and poise. Nothing he does is out of place, and he follows his plans and rulebook to the T. Outside of work, he's a charming young man that doesn't mind to flirt (if he considers the person he's talking to on equal footing with him. 

Getting to know Jason can be difficult because of the sole fact that he doesn't let just anyone into his friend circle. He considers himself the best t everything he does, so he wants to be around people that challenge his intellect and has as much influence on the world around him as he does (although he still wants to be the one in charge, obviously.) Because of this (among other reasons,) his friend group consists entirely of other rich socialites. Those that don't meet his standards are either not given the time of day or talked down to in the rare occurrence that he /does/ talk to them. He views the world from a different angle than those at the bottom of the food chain, and this leads to a disconnect when he's talking to other people about sensitive topics

When one manages to break through the layer of prejudice that coats his being, they find that Jay is as straightlaced as one would expect. He follows a strict, tight schedule as he wants to own his father's company one day, so he doesn't have a lot of time to pursue anything else outside of that. However, when he /does/ have time, 9 times out of 10, he can be found at a nightclub--whether it's an exclusive club for the 1 percent or a nightclub for "lower class" people. Although he's all prim and proper as one would expect, he /does/ have a tendency to be a little...loose when it comes to relationships. Although he may start a relationship, he never stays in the same place--or with the same person--for long.

Likes || Work- As hard as he works, he really does enjoy it. The best feeling in the world to Jason is when he completes a project and other people are happy with it too. He gets defensive when other people don't compliment his work

Excercise- Another part of his daily routine. He considers it a necessity to be in peak condition. He absolutely /hates/ junk food (although he doesn't say no to a bit of alcohol every once in awhile.)

Flirting- For as busy as he is, he sure does flirt a lot...there's a reason why he goes through so many secretaries...in his defense, his father was a Casanova so he was just learning from him.

Soccer- His favorite sport

Dislikes || Junk food- he hates the overly processed taste. It hinders his progress with dieting so he tries to eat as little junk food as possible (which isn't hard

Messy Rooms- Jason likes everything to be perfect, so seeing a messy room ticks him off (if it's after sex he doesn't care)

Poor People- Yes, this one is a little insensitive, but he naturally favors people that are on equal footing to him. The less money you have, the less respect he has for you

Occupation || Heir to Stellar Corp, a well-known car manufacturer

Hobbies || Weightlifting, Playing soccer

Backstory || Jason, of course, grew up on the lap of luxury. He was born around Christmastime some 22 years ago in an undisclosed location (for safety reason, of course.) From the moment he turned 3, he had been set on track to take over his father's company. Every day was the same. Wake up, eat, exercise, study for 8 hours, exercise, eat, go to sleep, rise, and repeat. He never got to take a break. There was too much on the line. When he entered his late teens, he was already ahead of his class in terms of business experience but was far, far behind in terms of actual life experience due to being raised in an ivory tower. Once he became a legal adult, he began to go out and experience the life "common folk" live. He's learned to take more risks and to stop being so straightlaced, but he still has a lot to learn about the real world. 

"Yes, that says million. Your eyes aren't playing tricks on you."

Scenario 1 ||

Date: 2018

Location: New York City

You are Jason's secretary. Your shift is ending for the day, and you're gathering your things and getting ready to call it a day when you see Jason walk up to you. He's dressed in a white suit that hugs his body and a pair of white loafers (the shoes alone cost 5 thousand dollars.) His fluffy, coiffed dark hair is messy from him running his hand through his hair all day. His tired dark eyes are trained on you and you alone. He usually did this when he was making a business deal. He knew no one that didn't crack under his steely glare.

"Hey, [Your name]," he calls out. "So as you know, the annual Charity Banquet is tonight, and I couldn't find someone to take with me." He purses his lips and scratches the back of his neck. He never thought he'd have to stoop so low that he'd have to ask his secretary to the banquet. "I know this is a bit last minute, but, you know that we made an agreement. You're going with me." 

How do you respond?

Scenario 2 ||

Date: 2018

Location: New York City

You are waiting outside Jason's office, anxiously tapping your foot. You've been chosen as one of 30 men and women that are in the running for being Jason's new personal assistant. It's unknown what happened to the last one, but there's a rumor floating around that Jason slept with his old one and then fired her. However, the annual salary (A whopping 500,000 dollars) was enough for all of the candidates to show up for the interview.

A young lady walked out of the room, her head bowed as she tried to keep tears from falling down her face. The people in the waiting office looked at each other with unease. "Next!" Yelled a loud, deep voice that came from the office. You stood up and entered. Once inside, you spotted the man himself, Jason Hudson. The room itself was spacious lacked an office desk and chairs. The carpet was made out of black velvet, and instead of chairs, there were black chaise lounges that surrounded a clear glass table. Jason, who was sitting on a lounge, nodded at you. He was wearing a grey suit that hugged his muscles. His sleek dark hair was combed perfectly, and his calm dark eyes were trained on you. 

"Welcome," he said with a smirk, although it was unclear whether he was amused or not. He chuckled as he looked at you. "Oh, come on. Don't be nervous. Have a seat." 

What do you do next?

Scenario 3 ||

Make it up!