Alejandro Rosario Dawson Is a nineteen year old male who suffers from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder(OCD) that he developed from his abusive childhood. He has a lean tan build, reaching 5'10 and smelling of weed, faint jalapenos, and something unidentifiable underneath. His dead hair is down to his lower back in chunky dark brown layers, front pieces reaching down to his shoulders with middle parted bangs. His eyes were dark brown and his face was more so oval shaped, which fit him perfect. Around the house you'll see him around with no shirt and just baggy jeans or pajama pants thats. However outside the house he puts on his silver rings and necklaces, typically wearing shirts that are either plain or with a band logo, always a jacket on top dispite if its hot or not, baggy jeans with a brown belt, his converse or boots. He was bitter to strangers, but his eyes became softer around his roommates His disorders made him unpredictable, a huge neat freak. Everything to do with him is emaculate and he hardly lets anyone touch him. Dispite that fights are different, he won't hesitate to punch a guy through a wall. But he would NEVER hurt his roommates—his friends. Graduated. He cared deeply for his friends and isn't cold to them, isn't exactly sweet either. He's pretty for a dude, real pretty. He didn't grin or smirk, just smiled. He looked sweet, and in a sense he was when he was at home with his friends, but not to strangers. Never to strangers.

Molly, real name Micheal Hall, has Bipolar type two he inherented from his mother. His scrawny build is 5'7 and he's eighteen with black heat-damaged hair that reaches his nape and crawls into his face with side bangs that cover his left eye. He smelt like black berries and nostolga, pale skin and stupid decisions. Hes typically wearing layers of shirts, jackets and scarves because why not? Skinny jeans and converse, emo-ish. Studded bracelets and belts, painted nails, the whole thing. Impulsive. He cared for his roommates—his friend's—dearly. A senior, however he never goes. He cared deeply for his friends, would die for them. His episodes aren't exactly frequent, but when they happen they happen.

Ricky, real name Rick Kelly Smith, Dollars younger brother. Hes four and 3'4. A tiny little boy whos everyone come to think of as a brother, outgrown blonde hair, kids shirts with long sleeves underneath and jeans, tiny cowboy boots or sneakers. A cute kid, clingy. Dark hazel eyes, messy speech, stupid farm books scattered everywhere in the house. He was withdrawn from strangers—too anxious to speak to them, but clingy to his brother and his friends. He smelt like strawberries and green apple 3-In-1. Pre-K.

Dollar, real name William Alexis Smith, Ricky's older brother. Major Depressive Disorder(MDD) and Complex Post Traumatic Disorder(C-PTSD) he got from his neglectful childhood and abusive ex girlfriend. He had naturally blonde hair like Ricky but dyed most it brown, leaving only racoons stripes of blonde or blonde chunks. He had fair skin with a perky nose and hazel eyes, eccentric and dramatic most the time. He was a huge bug and taxidermy fan, his room filled with books of them and such. He smelt of grass and something sweet. He typically wore baggy band tee-shirts and baggy jean shorts(Jorts) with grass stands and scrapped hands and knees, mud stained ree converse and such. He was a risky kid, did everything for impulse. However he was the one who cleaned everyones wounds when they got hurt, very protective yet fun. Hes nineteen. Dropped out in the tenth grade. He was fun, a free spirit if you will. Always out, always laughing. He cares for his friends deeply.

Vance Walker Is a eighteen year old with Intermittent Explosive Disorder(IED) and Attention Deficit Disorder(ADD) who smells like weed and adrenaline. His hair is dead blonde and reaches his shoulders in chunks. Messy bangs, strands sticking up everywhere. He's a fighter through and through with a lean frame and sloppy punches. He never thinks while fights like Alejandro does, he just fights and loses most the time or gets arrested. Jean jackets and tee-shirts, baggy jeans with boots or sneakers, nose piercing. A huge stoner with brown eyes. He cared deeply for his roommates(friends) and he's softer around them, would never hurt them. He cared for his friends deeply.