Garland Abrams

Name:

Garland
"Garland... what?"
Garland. Just Garland.
"But you HAVE to have a last name don't you?"
Garland....Abrams.
"So... Garland Abrams, I'm just going to ask you a few questions right?"
You're not a cop are you?
"...No..."

Age/Birthday:

Uh.... There was that one year. And then that other year. I think I'm nineteen.
"Nineteen? And your still in high school?"
Yeah. You got a problem with that?!
"N-n-no! It's just that...*sigh* Could you just tell us your birthday?"
June... Hold on let me think. June......
"We could just skip that question."

Grade:

I'm a senior. Final year. Hopefully....

Parents:

My parents are lawyers. Judy and Max.

Physical Appearance:

Eh, I'm pretty muscular. I weigh about 235 and I work out a lot. I'm 6'2" so I guess I'm pretty tall. I pretty much have tattoos all over my body. Including on my.... I'd rather not say. But I like tattoos. Hell, there are some I don't even remember because I was drunk most of the time. But I pretty much wear whatever's in my closet. I have brown/black hair and blue eyes. Yeah crazy right? But there is a apple shape birthmark on the back of my neck.

Personality:

I don't get angry easily. Did that kinda throw you off? Ha. But I'm pretty patient when it comes to alot of things. But I hate it when people lie to me. That's the one thing I can't stand. I have a big heart. But can I tell you a secret? I'm actually a really smart guy. I just pretend to be stupid so I can stay in high school. I don't know what I wanna do when I grow up. The future terrifies me. So, I'm trying to stay here for as long as I could possibly handle. But I'm no leader. I just follow.. Yup, that's me; Mr. Follower.

Pets:

Not that I know of.

Talents:

I could punch you face in.

Other:

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