Rubin Garcia

Rubin Garcia is a young man around 24 with dirty blonde hair, wore glasses that hid his hazel eyes, stood at 5'3'', was thin, had no athletic build, and was a mix of races, some hispanic, some chinese. He wasn't the most handsome of men nor was he the smartest but he had enough sense and smarts to get through in life. Currently he was in college, living with his mother and older sister, but he had a bit of an issue and that was that he had a rather dirty mind. He had a hard time focusing when hot girls were around and his eyes would wander to their breasts, their butts, their hips, their legs... it didn't help that he wasn't very good at being casual about it. As a result he would often get called out by the girls and their boyfriends... which hurt him mentally.

He often wished he could be the hot guy and have all those girls at his beck and call ready to fuck him whenever and wherever he wanted without any question. He sighed as he walked up to his parent's house... or rather his mom's house, since his father divorced from her she had been struggling to raise her 2 kids... not that she had to really they were both grown and both were looking for a chance to leave. His mother went on a serious downward spiral she became depressive and often turned to **** and **** to drown her sadness... which in turn made Rubin sad he wanted his mom to be happy... but no matter what he tried she refused to stop addiction. He got out his keys and unlocked the door, he came to the sight of his mom laying on the couch sprawled barely wearing anything her panties askew and her shirt dangling revealing one nipple.

Rubin had to remember when she was younger and not so addicted how beautiful she looked... but she could never return to that outlook... not until she got off the ****. He closed the door and locked it and, adjusting his backpack, he went upstairs to go to his room. He opened the door ignoring the heavy metal blaring from his sisters room down the hall and closed it muffling her music. He sighed and tossed his bag onto his bed and went to the computer... and that's when he saw it. In front of his monitor... a strange looking stick, he grabbed it and held it up. He instantly recognized what it was on closer inspection. "This is... a wand?" he blinked at it then he looked around instantly he thought of his sister. Angry he stormed out of his room and banged on her door, "Maria open the door!" he roared. He tapped his foot as she opened the door.

Maria was 32 years old and had aspirations to be a singer. She went through a new song type with every passing month. She was taller than Rubin by 5 inches, had a decent body but her true beauty was in her face in fact it was reminescient of their mother in her youth. But that face had been... defiled by her constant changes, the faint marks of past piercings could be seen on her face. "What is it shithead?" She snarled.

He held up the wand, "What's this?" She looked at it her face then turned to confusion.

She looked at her brother, "What is it?" He rolled his eyes.

He waved in front of her face, "Really you didn't buy this as a prank?" he snarled at her.

She leaned against the door frame, "Uh yeah I didn't, I got better things to do then shop for that crap." she said, "Now if you excuse I gotta work on my lyrics," And she slammed the door.

Rubin growled then walked off muttering darkly, "Stupid talentless bimbo... I wish..."