Pippa Montgomery Endroit: Callaway Hall, 4A 
Interagir avec: Carmina, Selassie, Lindsay, Elena 
PMing: Avaleigh    
Les yeux de Pippa sont tombés sur la blonde dont la tête s'est faufilée devant les rideaux de son lit. Ces foutues choses allaient être un problème quand les filles allaient entrer et sortir, ne sachant jamais qui était dans la petite pièce. Son visage était familier et Pippa l'a reconnue comme la fille avec laquelle elle avait interagi brièvement pendant qu'elle avait déballé. Lemon Elle se répéta, voulant se souvenir. C'était un nom étrange, même pour un surnom, mais qui devait-elle juger? Son nom était Pippa après tout, bien que sa mère devait être blâmée pour cela... où cette fille choisit son titre. Où était-elle? Ah Lemon. Les citrons étaient jaunes et la colocataire blonde. La blonde au-dessus de son propre lit. Elle s'en souvenait tout simplement.
 C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer Lemon. Vous êtes quoi? Je suis Pippa... Pippa Montgomery. Ses lèvres se sont enroulées dans sa moitié de sourire qu'elle préférait lorsqu'elle s'occupait d'autres filles de la chambre, en s'inclinant vers les autres, alors qu'elle retournait au confort de son café glacé, en le sirotant délicatement comme elle se tenait devant son lit. Sa main libre reposait sur sa hanche alors qu'elle regardait les vêtements avec pensée, puis à son petit espace le plus proche près du lit, les tiroirs sous son lit étant sa grâce salvatrice. Pourrait-elle utiliser un dessin pour ses vêtements de danse et ses besoins, et utiliser le reste pour ses soutiens-gorge et ses chaussures? Ce serait serré mais elle pourrait s'en sortir.  L'un d'entre vous a-t-il entendu parler d'un projet pour ce soir? J'ai vu des affiches pour le Dream Festival, ce qui serait amusant cet après-midi. 
Elle a fini de mettre ses robes et ses vêtements sur des cintres de soie dans l'espace du placard avec un florissant, enfin capable de s'asseoir sur son lit à nouveau sans le traumatisme de rider ses vêtements. Elle a parlé en général à ses colocataires alors qu'elle regardait son téléphone, rattrapant l'instagram et le snapchat. Rude. Rude mais efficace. En passant à FB, une notification est apparue sur son écran pour la catégorie Mortimer de 2020. D'autres nouveaux avaient posté dessus, parlant d'une fête. L'intérêt de Pippa a atteint son maximum en lisant. Un senior permettant même quelques jeunes gens à leur fête n'a pas été entendu. D'une part, les gens sobres de Pippa n'aimaient pas. D'un autre côté, l'ivrogne Pippa aimait les gens. Et les parties avaient tendance à avoir de l'alcool, ce qui pouvait fixer la partie sobre de l'équation. Elle a cliqué sur le nom de la jolie fille, allant à son profil et ouvrant la boîte pour un PM.
Comme Pippa a commencé à taper sur sa mûre, elle s'est arrêtée et a regardé en arrière. Elle regarda les autres dames dans la pièce, prenant ses options pour les traîner avec elle. La beauté espagnole ne serait pas difficile à balayer, elle avait le sentiment qu'elle apprécierait danser. La blonde... Lemon, se rappelle-t-elle, serait un défi. La fille tranquille aux cheveux bouclés, elle n'était pas encore sûre. Elle était sur son lit avec un tampon blanc et un crayon, clairement un artiste. Elle a pris une autre grande gorgée de son café avant de parler à nouveau, essayant de paraître amicale. Plus facile à dire qu'à faire.  Une fille de notre année a posté pour une fête ce soir. Une fête de retour pour les seniors. Elle a une entrée et est à la recherche de quelques camarades de classe pour la rejoindre. Je pense qu'on vient de trouver quelque chose à faire ce soir! Vous imaginez? Un senior, toutes les connexions et les gens vraiment importants là-bas? Il y aurait de la danse, de la bonne musique et beaucoup de gens intéressants. Sans parler, pas de bière state comme avec les plus jeunes hôtes. 
Alors qu'elle parlait, elle a terminé son message à Avaleigh, se demandant si elle serait en mesure de trouver une ou deux amies décentes dans cet endroit. Ou quelqu'un d'amusant pour l'aider à passer le semestre.
Pippa Montgomery
 Bonjour! Moi, ainsi que mes quatre ravissantes colocataires, je serais ravi d'y assister. Nous avons un mélange de personnalités qui sont prêtes à lâcher un peu ce soir. J'aurais besoin d'une bonne fête pour connaître certaines personnes et fêter mon emménagement. Faites-moi connaître les détails.
Xoxo Pippa

 "Que dites-vous, mesdames?" Pippa demanda alors qu'elle pressait d'envoyer son téléphone, souriant chaudement à ses colocataires. Elle les traînerait là-bas au besoin, mais elle préférait le miel aux menottes.  Quelqu'un veut-il aller au déjeuner ou au festival de rêve avec moi? On peut sortir et revenir ici à temps pour se préparer... et se changer pour la fête. Les artistes et leurs vêtements. Ses yeux sont de nouveau allés à la colocataire aux cheveux bouclés tranquilles, et toi? Vous voulez du soleil et de l'art pour obtenir vos jus créatifs couler?
Jennifer Flint
Art & Design
"Every day, I get up, and I know that today is gonna be the best day of my life"
For the Record

║ Name ║
Jennifer Anne Flint
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
Jen, Jaffa (close friends only)
║ Birthday & Age ║
01/22/96, 20, Born in London
║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female, Pansexual Panromantic
║ Other Labels ║
British and Proud!
║ Occupation ║
Works part time in a local cafe as a waitress
║ Appearance ║
Jen has always tried to stand out a little in how she looked. She’s quite small, standing at 5’6, and is also quite skinny. She doesn’t feel subconscious about any of this, being completely comfortable with how she looks. Her eyes are a light blue, like a winter’s morning sky. Her skin is quite pale from being indoors in an art studio most of the time, but she doesn’t look unhealthy by any stretch of the imagination.
One thing Jen has always been proud of is her hair. She’s changed the style and colour several times over the years, before finally settling on her current style. Her hair is currently blue, but she has been known to change this on a whim, having gone with colours ranging from a fairly normal brown, to bright yellow.

"One day, You’ll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember"At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:

 Outgoing - Jen is pretty much the dictionary definition of outgoing. She is all about living in the moment, going out to parties nearly every night, getting up at 4 o’clock in the morning to look at the stars, missing lectures just to finish a good piece of art. She’s not ashamed of who she is, and never will be. She’s just happy to feel alive.
 Kind - Jen doesn’t have a mean bone in her body. She tries to be friends with everyone, and can find a good quality in anyone, even in people who most would call assholes. However, just because she is kind, doesn’t mean she’s above poking fun at people on occasion, especially her friends.
 Dependable - Despite being an all around party animal, Jen will always be there if you need her. She’s been known to run out on dates just because one of her friends needs a shoulder to cry on. She’s there if you need a hug, a compliment, or even just if you need a smile.

The Negative:

 Idealistic - As much as being able to see the good in the people is an admirable quality, Not being able to see the darker sides of people is equally bad. Jen’s giving nature makes it easy for her to be used, not knowing when someone is just ‘friends’ with her so that they can use her to their advantage.
 Over-Caring - Sometimes, Jen cares too much. She puts other ahead of herself to the point where it is detrimental to her. She’s missed out on chances at a relationship, job opportunities and some great experiences, just because she has to run off to help a friend. And she doesn’t know when to stop, and when to just look after herself for a while.
 Private - Even though she is always willing to listen to others, and more than happy to share herself physically, Jen rarely opens up emotionally. She does enjoying expressing what she feels in the moment, but she never talks about what she feels deep down. Her insecurities, her fears, her deepest desires.

What You See:
When you don’t know her, Jen may seem to be a kooky, crazy party girl. She’s always the one taking shots at the front, or making out with some random guy or girl in the middle of the room. She seems nice, always smiling at people, and always saying nice things. But still, she seems shrouded in a veil of eccentricity that only her closest friends seem to penetrate.
What I Know:
When you do know her, you know Jen to be a warm and refreshingly genuine human being. You know that she’ll be there to give you a ride home, or to bring you a cupcake when you’re feeling homesick. She is a little crazy, but in a good way, doing seemingly random things halfway through the day. But they seem to make her happy, and that’s all that really matters.

"Life is a preparation for the future; and the best preparation for the future is to live as if there were none" - Albert EinsteinOff the Record
║ My Dreams ║
Contentment. Simple and sweet. Jen wants to reach a point in her life where everything falls into place and everything is good. She doesn’t know when that day will come, or how it will come, but she knows for certain that one day, she’s going to be the happiest person alive.
║ Fears ║

 Loneliness - Above all else, Jen fears that she loses her friends. She’s scared that one day she’ll wake up, and she won’t see anyone. Or that nobody will talk to her, not even a word. In fact, Jen would rather be hated than to be alone.
 Restriction - Jen can’t bear the thought of not being able to do what she wants, when she wants. She sees it as one of the perks of being alive, is having free will. For this reason as well, Jen does not believe in the idea of fate or destiny.

║ Likes ║

 Raving - One of Jen's preferred physical activities, Jen is a master of the rave. Though not a very skilful form of dance, Jen can't help but love the pure physicality and emotion that flows through the crowd of dancing clubbers. She'll rave along to almost anything, from metal to dubstep, and enjoy every moment of it.
 Drawing and Painting - As her chosen course, Jen obviously must enjoy Art to some degree. And the pieces she paints for the college are fun to do. But there is something far more fulfilling with just doing a simple pencil drawing of a dog on the streets, or a painting of the night sky, with no restrictions to hold her back.
 Baking - Though she isn’t particularly good at it, Jen enjoys baking when she can. Muffins, cupcakes, shortbread. She’ll make whatever she can with what she has at the time. So don’t be surprised if the fire alarm occasionally goes off in the building, followed by a few loud curses.

║ Dislikes ║

 Silence - Jen has an intense dislike for silence. Even when she is doing something relatively calm, she has to have some noise in the background, even if it’s just the sound of birds or a car driving past. It’s why she always leaves the window open when she goes to sleep, so she can let the sounds of the city flow in.
 White - Jen disagrees with the colour white. It’s just so… plain. There is nothing to it. That’s why Jen never uses white in any of her paintings, and uses cream coloured paper to draw on. Even things that are traditionally white, she ends up painting in a slightly different way. Maybe a light blue, or a pea green, but never white.

║ Brief History ║
Jen was born and raised in London, going to primary and secondary school there. Her family is relatively well off, and is partly paying for her studies at Mortimers. Jen was never a perfect student, often getting reports home for skipping class or for ignoring the teacher. The only subject that Jen really seemed to excel at was art, receiving glowing comments at parent’s evenings. Still, Jen managed to leave school with decent enough grades. She decided to apply to Mortimers on a whim (as she was, and still is, prone to do). For some crazy reason, they decided to actually give her an interview. And the rest is history.
Jen started to get involved in the club scene near the end of high school, around the age of 16. She frequently entered them, either with fake ID or by sweet talking the bouncers. By the age of 18, she’d experienced all aspects of club life at least once, both the good and the bad. She had managed to keep herself safe, having learnt what was right and what was wrong, and still holds herself to the same standards in New York, even if those standards are different from other peoples.
Academics
║ Area of Study ║
Double Major in Painting and Drawing
║ About My Audition ║
Jen walked into the interview room, as most do, got out her artwork, as most do, and sat down. The interviewers asked her the standard questions, ‘How long did this piece take you?’ ‘What equipment did you use?’. Jen answered all of these questions normally, seemingly like your average student. You know, the one who ‘just misses the mark’. Until someone asked ‘What is it supposed to represent?’. The question where the average student would say something about love, or mortality, or innocence. That’s when Jen started to laugh. And she told them:
How am I supposed to know what it represents? It’s a piece of art. Everybody sees it differently. I’m the one who painted it, and yet I have no idea what it represents to you, to my mum, or to anybody but me. Asking for an objective answer to what it represents is like asking for an objective answer to ‘What is your favourite colour?’. There’s 7 billion answers out there, and so many more to be found in the future. So what does it represent to you? Because that’s all that really matters.
She was accepted on the spot.
║ Year ║
Second Year
║ Living Arrangement ║
50 Park Point Drive, Apartment 3C
║ Extra information ║

Jen has inherited her mother's liver. It's very hard tk get her drunk, though it is possible, and she rarely suffers from hangovers. Unless she drink whiskey (ironic as that is). God help us if she drinks whiskey.
Jen is very open and free spirited when it comes to sex. She's had several friends with benefits in the past, and doesn't really view the act as a big deal.
Don't play her at beer pong or poker. You'll lose your dignity and your money.