Mélanie
9 h 30
Elle s'est sourie en cliquant sur le bouton orange sur son écran. 'MelBelle a signé avec succès' a salué son regard vert pâle avant qu'elle ne clique confortablement sur le petit x rouge et n'allume son moniteur. Se démêlant de ses draps, elle les éplucha du matelas surdimensionné qui dominait l'espace qui était sa chambre. Dimanche, c'était des tâches ménagères, mais une fois que c'était fini, c'était aussi du shopping. Melanie aimait faire du shopping.
Avec ses bras remplis de draps et d'oreillers, elle ouvrit la porte de la chambre avec son pied, laissant tomber la masse de linge sur le sol dans le petit couloir. Immédiatement, l'air frais de l'AC a provoqué des oies sur sa chair nue. C'est pas vrai. Mon AC a-t-il toujours bien fonctionné? Se frottant les mains dans les bras, elle tira la porte du placard pour le centre de lavage, décidant que l'eau chaude de la douche allait être plus nécessaire ce matin. Aussi vite qu'elle pouvait s'en sortir, elle a frappé les boutons, tourné les cadrans et versé le détergent jusqu'à ce que ses draps soient en sécurité sur le chemin de se nettoyer à nouveau.
Dans la salle de bains de l'autre côté du couloir, elle a cliqué sur l'interrupteur et est entrée dans la douche jusqu'à ce que l'eau coule à pleine force et s'échauffe. Presque de manière autonome, elle s'assit sur la porcelaine pour soulager sa vessie, soupirant comme elle l'a fait. Mon Dieu! Je n'ai même rien à boire aujourd'hui! » En se défonçant et en fermant le couvercle, elle s'est décidée à rincer après qu'elle eut rempli sa peau de la bonté chaude et chaude.
Elle a sauté dans la douche et lavé méthodiquement sa peau, choisissant aujourd'hui le lavage parfumé de fraises parmi les options d'abricot et de noix de coco qu'il était assis à côté. Elle était curieusement reconnaissante qu'elle ait encore l'appartement pour elle-même, cependant, elle commençait certainement à ressentir la tension financière avec les factures. Avoir des colocataires ne pourrait pas être si mauvais, n'est-ce pas? Mais... où vais-je mettre toutes mes belles bouteilles dans la salle de bain si je dois partager l'espace? Elle a associé son shampooing à son lavage du corps et a laissé tous les suds trouver leur chemin vers le bas de l'égout avant de lamer ses cheveux avec un revitalisant neutre et durable de couleur. Hors de l'entraînement, elle a tressé ses cheveux dans le dos et a atteint le clip sur le rideau pour l'épingler sur sa tête. De l'eau, elle a retiré la serviette de la tige de douche et a séché son corps sans cérémonie.
Glisser le rideau ouvert était toujours sa partie la moins préférée. Mélanie gémit en préparation avant de l'arracher d'un cran fort.
Une fois de plus, sa peau ressemblait à celle d'un poulet fraîchement plumé et elle grondait sous son souffle. Elle a rincé les toilettes et a atteint l'armoire au-dessus. Plusieurs bouteilles ont salué son regard et elle a trouvé un étrange confort lorsqu'elle a choisi cinq bouteilles de la collection. En allant dans l'évier, elle les a alignés dans son ordre préféré et a commencé à les appliquer à son corps. Un pour le visage seulement, un pour les parties de son corps où les cheveux ont malheureusement grandi, un pour ses parties les plus intimes, et les deux derniers pour absolument tout. Malgré le processus fastidieux et la quantité de couches qu'elle venait de frotter dans sa chair, le processus a toujours laissé Mélanie se sentir rafraîchie. C'est propre.
Remettre les bouteilles soigneusement à leur étagère, elle a terminé sa routine matinale; brosser ses dents, laver le revitalisant et laisser ses cheveux sécher à l'air tandis qu'elle a orné son visage d'une ligne nette de paupière et d'un rouge à lèvres rouge gras. Elle s'est vite emparée du hall dans sa chambre et a choisi ses vêtements pour la journée, décidant d'une chemise blanche recadrée avec sa paire préférée de short noir. Melanie s'est cognée légèrement, heureuse que le short ait survécu à la semaine d'été et, bien que ce soit le jour de la lessive, elle aurait pu les porter. Alors qu'elle les enfilait, son estomac grondait et elle grimaçait. Avec une nouvelle motivation, elle a pris sa chemise surdimensionnée sur les crochets derrière sa porte et jeté sur la plus proche paire de flops avant de sortir de sa chambre et de l'appartement. Curieusement, elle a vérifié que ses clés étaient dans son sac avant de verrouiller sa porte derrière elle.
Ses corvées seraient toujours là quand elle est revenue de manger, n'est-ce pas? Ce n'est pas comme si quelqu'un d'autre voulait laver ses vêtements pour elle. "Pfft. J'aimerais qu'elle réfléchisse silencieusement à elle-même, en sortant du bâtiment de l'appartement et à "The Queens Orchid" pour une gaufre massive et le café le plus haut qu'elle puisse se permettre.
THE MAIN CHARACTER
Name
Elizabeth?! No! Eliza?! LIZZY?!
Birthday
01/15/2013?!
Age
3?!
Appearance

Height: 20 inches!
Weight 28 pounds! The Pound?! Bad place!
I'm a dog! Woof!
Position
Stray Dog?!
Secret
I buried my favorite bone and lost it! Wait, what's a secret again?!
School
School?! Wazzat?! Sounds fun! And tasty!
Occupation
Dumpster Diver!
Personality
I like to run, yes! And eat a lot! And chase cars sometimes! Squirrels are fun too but I sure don't know what to do with them! Also, I sometimes see this tail out of nowhere and I feel compelled to chase it! It always hurts me when I get it though! Uh... Did I mention I really like food?!
Short Bio
Wow, uh, I don't know! I live everywhere! East side of town has lots of food! West side of town has lots of garbage to play with! People don't really like me, but I see them with food and I can't resist sometimes! I'm pretty quick at running away too! Sometimes men come out of nowhere and try to grab me but I think they're stupid! Too fast for them! Lots of cats around too! They don't like me either.
Last winter was cold! Outside is big and fun, but I was inside once, it was so warm! How do other dogs get inside anyway?! I wish there were more dogs outside! Uh...
Um...
Woof!


PRACTICALLY NPCS
Name
Elliot Longstreet
Birthday
01/16/1993
Age
23
Appearance

Height 5'9"
Weight 125 lb
Elliot these days looks downright fragile compared to the fit bookworm he was in his younger days. Not helping his weight is the slight issue of his missing left leg, causing a very noticeable limp when he walks. He also is always wearing long sleeved clothing these days, even during a heat wave. His hair was also slightly messy, and a bit of scruff clung to his face, a slight but notable difference from the well-kept well-off appearance he used to have.
Position
Old friend of the Reese family, Apartment 1B
Secret
He's secretly a Kraken.
School
Not currently enrolled in any school.
Occupation
Applying for work, currently.
Personality
Elliot definitely leaned more towards the 'introverted' side of the personality scale. Reserved around new people, but not unpleasant to be around, he never really 'let loose' unless he was around people he knew. While old acquaintances know he used to subscribe to a 'healthy body, healthy mind' philosophy, he seems to have become lazy since then, dropping his exercise in favor of relaxing quietly. He's embarrassed rather easily by attention, and would prefer to avoid drawing it to himself as much as possible, a large part of the reason he's been away for so long.
Short Bio
Elliot had grown up in Millington alongside the Reese family, right next door to them in fact. He was always known to be a good student, and always tried to compete with his friends next door, although he seriously doubted these days whether they even noticed. It was, for the most part, a peaceful childhood. His parents had always been well off, financially, and being an only child it could easily be deduced he was spoiled growing up.
Sophia and him had always had an odd dynamic, being the closest of the family to his age they spent the most time together. She was far more outgoing, he was very much reserved, being the deadpan straight man to her energetic enthusiasm. He was sure it was often amusing to outsiders, but sometimes he was just trying to get her to shut up. The two had a similar interest in the arts, although while she wanted to be in the spotlight, he had always preferred to remain behind the scenes, a dabbling playwright and composer. He graduated a year ahead of her, and while they had similar plans for college... he vanished. Literally overnight.
His parents would never talk about Elliot with the Reese children, only commenting that he went off to college. It was no doubt meant to be secret. The late Reese parents no doubt knew the true story, having been friends with their neighbors as long as their children had, but they would never give a straight answer on the matter either.
And so time passed. He never attended the college him and Sophia had planned to, and he never contacted the family again, until word reached him about the death of his friends' parents. Torn between keeping his current state a secret, and returning to his home to help, the latter feelings finally won out. There was an apartment to rent relatively nearby, and starting at the beginning of the month he finally moved in with his meager belongings. His old family home having been sold a couple years ago.
He was home again, resigned to revealing his old secret- a now missing left leg and a cane in his hand, with new ones still to keep.
Name
Catherine Labelle
Birthday
04/01/1990
Age
25
Appearance

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 145 lb
Known for her soft eyes warm smile, her students know all too well how that gaze can sharped and grin turn wicked. Still, she's known as someone who would look downright elegant if she ever bothered to put on that appearance. Instead she carries the air of someone wholly unprofessional, unrestrained and unashamed.
Position
Unattached to Millington aside from her students.
Secret
Oh, right, about that...
School
Masters of Education in History, contemplating going back for another degree in the future.
Occupation
Grade 9 Social Studies teacher.
Personality
Catherine isn't exactly an easy person to gain the trust of, but that doesn't stop her from being a genuinely friendly and social person. She wears her passions like a dress, and a little thing like humility won't stop her from breaking out into dance in the middle of the street, and heaven forbid you get her started on a lecture in history. She is both loved and feared by her students, lessons are fun and games compared to long lectures full of notes and speeches. It's quick reminder though that she's well read in torture methods across the ages if her students act up too much.
Short Bio
Born nearby in an even smaller town than Millington, Catherine has had a mostly uneventful life. She was always a voracious learner, excelled in school, married her childhood sweetheart, took out loans, and went to college at Millington University, deadset on becoming a teacher. Much like the rest of her life, the decision was a smooth and easy one for her. She had always loved the idea of being able to spread her knowledge around, and the nearby Millington University was both cheap, and well known for producing educators in Oregon.
However, it was at this point that her smooth and easy life began to break apart. She needed to work in order to stay in school, and the stress of that in turn ate at her grades. The relationship with her husband crumbled rapidly after a couple years, and she very nearly dropped out of school altogether. Stress evolved into depression, and long scars up her arms indicate a very real brush with death. Before she could make another attempt on her life something... changed. Slowly her grades recovered, and the woman seemed to find her smile once more. By the time she finally earned her degree, it seemed all traces of that period were gone for her, save for a few scars and a much more guarded view on trust.
Two years ago she started working at Millington High School, where she had also spent her time as a student teacher. Her... eccentricity when it came to the job had certainly ruffled a few feathers since her arrival, but overall it looked like she was there to stay. When she graduated from University she bought a house... right next to the Reese family. A decision that has filled her with mild regret ever since, as such she tend to spend her free time wandering around town rather than at home. It seemed she was always broke, so she did much more window shopping than anything else, chatting up the locals to pass the time. As such, she's become quite a well known face around town.