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Jan 7 2018, 11:08 PM

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Evan was, honestly, a little more excited to lose Christmas decorations than he’d been when he had put them up. He loved Christmas, obviously. He loved all the lights and the decorations and had even briefly loved the snowfall until he’d realised he had go out in it. But actual Christmas meant that he didn’t get to spend the holidays with Eli, because it would be suspicious if he peaced out of his family home to spend time with the neighbour he supposedly ‘put up with’, and, with three cats, it was occasionally an exercise in making sure they didn’t eat tinsel or knock over the tree because he hadn’t fed them when they wanted it. Having unveiled the worst of his Christmas presents this year to show Eli (love you, mom! But never buy me a sweater again), he had also commandeered his boyfriend’s attention by demanding he help take down the tree and assorted wall decorations. It was always best to demand things, because then Eli would do it and the complaining was just something he’d learnt to tune out after so long. Also, he wanted to spend time with Eli in general, so he got no real choice in the matter.
“Hey, can you pass the decorations box?” he asked over his shoulder, as he pulled down a lovely row of snowflakes that had only mesmerised the cats for two days, a veritable record for them. He was rather quick with wrapping it up so that no cat would go for the other end, he was surprised that Eli did not immediately pass over said box, and turned around to ensure Eli was not napping, which he had said he wouldn’t do, but you never trust Eli near a comfortable surface. Instead, at the sight of Eli and Toulouse playing with a piece of tinsel, he paused. “I… Toulouse, really? I don’t even know who I’m more betrayed by,” he admitted, looking between his boyfriend and eldest cat, sure that they had conspired on this.

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executive officer @ windsor comm.<br>
mba student<br>
harpenden, hertfordshire<br>
f: elliot hawthorne

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about Evan is a fairly conscientious dude at heart. He's friendly, good to hang out with, and is the sort of person who's best described as sunshine-y, which he would find strange- he doesn't consider himself much of an optimist, but he just is. He has the sort of demeanour that suggests that things just work out well for him, but he's eternally humble and grateful about it, so it never really bothers people that he's come from family wealth, is an heir and future CEO, and has a ridiculously loving family. He's down to do bro things, enjoys classic rich people sports like cricket and golf, and loves animals, so he's basically like Snow White, if she was interested in running a media empire. <p>
Evan's parents have always wanted him to try new things, but his father is best known for running a media empire under the name Windsor Communications, owning a fair few magazines, newspapers, websites, etc, and his mother is an award-winning novelist, so money and prestige has never been an issue in the Windsor household. He's been working at his dad's company for a few years now, sitting in on meetings, making important decisions on behalf of dear old dad, and taking an active part in what is his legacy; it's expected that, within the next few years, Evan will take over as CEO, so he's getting all the practise in; he has intentions to keep the company innovative and new, and can be a bit of a risk-taker, business-wise. He's also a part-time MBA student, and balance his time between the two. <p>
Evan is also an inadvertent animal whisperer, which basically means animals really seem to like him and he likes them in return. He's adopted three stray cats (Tigger, Toulouse, and Ben), has a pet gerbil from a friend named Elmo, has a couple of fish, and basically lives in a cheery haze of work, friends, and excessive pet adoration.
friends As he's rich af, he probably has people he's known from private schools or brunches or parties in his youth and although he's settled down now, he'd be the sort who understands the point of an old boys network. He's generally down to hang out, is good to commiserate with, and likes pizza nights, so I mean. <p>
enemies Obviously, as he's big in the media world, I guess maybe he'll have people who don't like him? He's generally too nice for it, and if he did, he knows how to cold shoulder someone and move on, etc. <p>
lovers Evan is a very quiet gay person in that although a fair few close friends know, he's never felt the need to do something like address it in a press conference or interview, and he doesn't plan to, not seeing how it affects his business. More importantly, he's quiet about it and quite insistent that he's fine with being single, which has everything to do with how he's been dating his business rival's son for over a decade, and really doesn't want their parents to find out. Probably could have been set up on accidental blind dates though and forced to sabotage the date terribly, no shame. :|

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Evan Windsor’s life was picture perfect – this was the common sentiment expressed to him often, usually in the break room or perhaps by an overzealous reporter or press operative. There was always a hint of disdain in it, a bitterness that he couldn’t break, no matter how hard he tried.
It started, as ideal things do, with a loving mother, a doting father, a supportive elder sister, family pets, dinner every night at six (unless someone had an extra-curricular activity, of course! Children should be allowed to express themselves). It took Evan an embarrassingly long time to realise his family were an outlier, that parents’ who worked as much as his did didn’t usually like to spend time with their children, patching up every cut knee and bike-riding bruise. Parents with businesses to own and run, or another award-winning book to write, usually had other things to contend with.
By the time he had figured out that attentive parents were not the norm, he learnt to be grateful for it; he learned not to be afraid to ask for what he wanted, not to fear working hard for his goals, to learn from his failures- mom and dad will be there to pick you up, he learnt, but there’s nothing wrong with taking a few tumbles in the first place. It’s part and parcel of life, as long as you remember to pay them back one day with top grades.
It still jolted people now. He would head into the break room to replenish his coffee at work and someone would make a joke, something without much thought behind it, of how hard he worked for his dad, and how certain they were that his dad wouldn’t notice. He learnt to easily point out that his dad thanked him often for what he did there- that he was happy that Evan had made that decision at the budgeting meeting, that the press conference had run smoothly or that he was learning to pick up making executive decisions much easier nowadays and he had noticed- with a friendly, genial smile. He never wanted to alienate, but this point seemed to anyway: how strange, that the chairman was legitimately interested in his son’s well-being at the workplace.
Anyway, he liked to throw out, he saw his parents practically every week for family dinner. It would be weird not to talk about work.
They talked about other things too, of course, varying the topics as they came. His sister had a date; they’d cheerily regale one another with tales of their worst dates, or great places to go. His mother’s new book was being published in the summer; he’d ask for an advance copy shamelessly (because I’m your biggest fan! Throat clearing from dad. Your second-biggest fan!).
Evan’s parents made a tradition of having a loving family home, and he had thrived there. This was what caused the bitterness or the strange looks. They wanted, as some people do, for him to admit that there had been a problem in his childhood, so that they could say of course, he didn’t get everything he wanted or worked hard for- that was not how the world worked, Evan, life isn’t fair, they wanted to say.
This was the sentiment that Evan never agreed with. Life, he knew, wasn’t fair. But the world did work according to the principles of the Windsor family: family above all, work hard and the rewards follow naturally.
This was how he’d landed his job at the company in the first place. There was a vague sort of understanding that neither child had to take over the family business if they didn’t want to. There were consistent, friendly reminders to try something different or new, to sow their wild oats and only bother themselves with the multi-national company if they genuinely wanted it. Somehow, the result of reminding the children that they shouldn’t want it had made Evan want it even more, to prove that he could, but, more importantly, because it was stable. It was an option always open to him, no matter what he did.
He worked hard in his picture-perfect job, sat in on meetings in place of his father or made serious budgeting decisions after looking over the relevant information for weeks. He wanted to make sure that people knew how seriously he took the role, how much he cared about where the company headed and what message they put out- an ironic choice, considering how much they focused on media attention in the first place, but it paid off, slowly but surely. His dad showed him newspaper articles from serious financial pieces. Important websites noticed, emblazoning his white-background picture next to unobtrusive headlines (no clickbait here, no need to – everyone knew what this was): 2017’s Top Ten Ones to Watch. Thirty Under Thirty.
It wasn’t like it was easy, but it was never quite difficult either. Something about it came naturally to him, enough that he was comfortable with his future goals and the way things worked and how he would be fitting into the world to make a difference. He figured out the nuances of business because he had enough passion for it, because the concept of having a job at the end of every day was enough for him to spend that time looking at reports for the right decision.
He spent, as people in his lifestyle do, a day a week bettering himself, working through a master’s degree with the same cheeriness he expended at the workplace. He took on assignments, took part in group projects, offered real world insights and spoke to work colleagues about what he should do, determinedly proving himself in the classroom as though someone had doubted he could do it in the first place.
Even his friends in his classes had a hint of something when they looked at him; they pointed out that he already had the job, already had the executive position he was seeking in the bag, so there was no need to bother with extra classes. He learnt to point out that it was all in the name of being more prepared, that he didn’t need to but he wanted to (what a strange concept, to do learn just because you wanted to, what an odd thing to do). It would all, he’d say, help him in the long run.

Still, people complained; he had long since learnt that some of it was jealousy, a slight hint of wistfulness that they had not been born with a silver spoon and a family legacy. Their lives would have been so much easier, and, frankly, Evan agreed, but he was never in much of a position to change things so drastically for them.
In short: they said that his life was picture perfect, too ideal. They were never wrong.

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