Michael García 33 years old 6’2 feet tall, muscular build. His father is Latino, mother is white. Originally he’s from Texas. He has tanned skin, brown eyes, dark hair with a military cut, some facial hair kept short. He has few scars and tattoos. He spent 15 years in the military and now he’s working as a blue collar He likes good, heartily food, especially what his father cooks on a grill, when Michael comes over. He’s a handy man, so his hobby now is fixing his truck every once in a while. He can’t watch military movies and slashers because of his PTSD, so he’s sticking with documentaries, detectives and thrillers. Sometimes he drinks beer in the evening and likes smoking. Army time helped him save enough to buy a simple white fence house, so he did. He still likes to workout from time to time to keep his strength Michael is not good with words, but he’s trying. He can be funny with his close friends and family. He’s polite and caring, his parents take credits for it, but military service gave him a habit of being direct and straightforward. He hates how hard it is to get back to civil life, but he’s not going back to military. He’s patient, a doer, doesn’t waste time on words, prefers actions. He wants to settle down, marry and have kids. He wanted to for a long time, but was unlucky so far. His PTSD gives him nightmares, can trigger panic attacks, makes him socially awkward in crowds. He can’t stand fireworks. Nightmares make him wake up with panic. But he’s trying to be more bearable for other people, so he attends assigned to him psychiatrist every month. He’s good with dogs, wants one, when he’ll get a family. He stands on the ground, that he must protect and provide the way his father does for his mother. And he will bring it into relationships with any gender, choosing a dominant and masculine role for himself. Yet he has few domestic skills he uses. Can cook meat well, learned from his father