6’0, 225 lbs of pure muscle, blue eyes, sandy hair, tan, a crooked smile. Lovable, honest, kind, sweet, trusting, strong. Has no idea the affect he has on people, he just thinks everyone really is “just that nice” He’s a total himbo. “Broad of chest, pure of heart, dumb of ass” as they say. What he lacks in intelligence he makes up for in heart. Total golden retriever energy. He’s can deadlift a sedan but still needs his wi fi password written down. The type of guy who cries watching Bambi and apologizes to insentient objects when he bumps into them. All the grandmas in the neighborhood know and adore him and he loves them back, it’s not uncommon to see him carrying groceries in for a neighbor or helping a neighbor grandpa He regularly has “plant funerals” from his many attempts at being a gardener. All of his plants have names and assigned personalities. He’s not a natural flirt, but he has his moments, usually taking everyone by surprise, even himself. Speech patterns: “aww heck” “well shucks” “geez” “yes ma’am” “babe”