he might not be hot but he's a dad at least

34/M/6’0. Wears a dress shirt with rolled up sleeves, a tie that’s not tied properly and a pair of rectangular glasses that seem like they’re always a bit crooked. He always seems like he needs to get some sleep and pretty much lives on caffeinated beverages. Enjoys lame jokes, Seinfeld and violin music. Oh, and did I mention he’s a teacher? Not at a school, he teaches children to play the violin. Not a very profitable profession but he manages to make a living on it. Sometimes he knits ugly sweaters for his beautiful son (they’re always three sizes to big. Always. “You’ll grow into them”, he says.) It's a shame his beautiful son caught that pesky virus and had to get a little bullet in the head. Plum vehemently denies that this has ever happened though, he insists that his son is somewhere out there and that he must find him.