[center][h1][color=Lavender]Abel Ross[/color][/h1]
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[color=Lavender]{[/color][i]"You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist."[/i][color=Lavender]}[/color]
⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies
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[center][h3]☮ [color=Lavender][b]Leo Santiago-Espinoza[/b][/color] ☮[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]What a puppy dog. I hate puppies.[/color]"[/i][/center]
It's extremely easy to flash judge the relationship between Leo and Abel. They hate each other. Just off the wall aggression. Abel doesn't like competition or loud people; he doesn't like being dragged into things; he hates high energy. Leo is all of those things in one, so it's natural to think that at least Abel detests the guy, if the feeling isn't mutual.

Oddly enough, Abel may spit fire, but he treats Leo like a friend. He kinda just hates admitting it. Everything the guy suggests Abel will complain and whine, but he'll go along. He'll follow the guy wherever he leads. But, what he loves the most is the one-on-one time, when Abel gets to dictate what they do and usually that's nothing. Practically. Watching movies or TV shows, when Leo's absolutely exhausted himself out, the two tend to gravitate to lounging, limbs sprawled and popcorn everywhere. And who gets to clean up the mess? Leo, of course, 'cause Abel's likely taking a cat nap.

(When it comes to snow, though, they might as well be arch-nemeses.)
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[center][h3]⚜ [color=Lavender][b]Aubrey Jennings[/b][/color] ⚜[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Hmm. I like her scarves.[/color]"[/i][/center]
These two are, at most, on speaking terms. Polite out of courtesy. Abel likes her style, her scarves and sweaters in particular. She has a good eye and he respects that. What he doesn't appreciate is her need to be at the helm. Abel doesn't follow orders particularly well and tends to shy away from authority in favor of working with individuals as equals rather than competitively or under a chain of command. He'll do what he can to disappear whenever Aubrey's in one of her 'My way or the highway,' moods.
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[center][h3]☯ [color=Lavender][b]Raquel Henderson[/b][/color] ☯[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Not until I've had my cup of coffee, please.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Abel neither likes nor dislikes Raquel. He tolerates her presence, at the most, and disapproves of her need to rile him up and inspire him to do more with his life. He's very happy with what he's currently got going and would very much like to keep it that way.

Mornings are not kind to him and if he has to interact with her before noon, it absolutely has to occur after he's had one or two cups of coffee. Three. More like a few dozen. If he has to listen to her prattle off Wicked at 6 am and then proceed to hear her lecture him on why he should try to aspire to someone like Neil DeGrasse Tyson instead of being cooped up in his greenhouse, Abel might succumb to spontaneous combustion.
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[center][h3]⚜ [color=Lavender][b]Dennis Montgomery[/b][/color] ⚜[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Is that a flirtation?[/color]"[/i][/center]
Dense doesn't quite describe Abel, he's just a step or two behind when it comes to romantic connotations. Of course, that's probably because he's never had the need to flirt before, lacking much sexual activity. Dennis mostly bewilders Abel to the point he's not sure if the guy wants something from him or [i]wants something from him[/i], if you catch his drift.

Flirtation and manipulation notwithstanding, the intelligence factor garners mutual respect from both parties. Either Dennis merely sounds convincing or he really does know what he's talking about. That must be how people see Abel, aside from prickly, of course. Though, Dennis seems to misinterpret Abel's attitude as negative, but most people do—he's grown tired of proving people wrong, in that aspect.
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[center][h3]⚜ [color=Lavender][b]Johanna Sanchez[/b][/color] ⚜[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]I agree, mornings do suck.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Johanna is, at most, exhausting. They may share a mutual dislike of mornings, but they don't quite mesh anywhere else. Abel is quick to tire of the, "Come have some fun!" routine and being pulled into the middle of loud noises and sweaty bodies. He gets enough of it from Leo, having another individual assume he's not having fun in his little corner is aggravating. Of course, he doesn't hate her for it. Those pesky extroverts may be annoying, but they mean well. Maybe one day she'll understand that, even if he is alone on the couch sipping from a red solo cup instead of surrounded by all of his friends and more, it doesn't mean he's not having the time of his life.
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[center][h3]☮ [color=Lavender][b]Rowan Delaney[/b][/color] ☮[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Aha... ahahahaha. 'Writer' hahaha. What a loser.[/color]"[/i][/center]
A relationship that can be described as shady, at best. Abel and Rowan aren't the type of friends who bash open the closet door to reveal and name each and every skeleton they own. It can more so be described as relaxed and generous. There's no give or take, no expectations, just two people who tend to enjoy each other's company. A stern lack of judgement and a few cold beers makes things smooth and simple. It may never go beyond that, they may never spill every dream or nightmare, but sometimes having each other is just as good, if not better. Especially for two individuals who share similar qualities, but lack that desire to lay bare everything weighing their heart down.
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[center][h3]⚜ [color=Lavender][b]Marisol Santiago-Espinoza[/b][/color] ⚜[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Why does everyone like snow?[/color]"[/i][/center]
They know each other mainly through Leo. Compared to many of the others, the Santiago-Espinozas live rather close and so visits often come a few times a year. It's mostly a mutual respect and a kind of, "If you hurt my brother, I'll kill you. Also, would you like some tamales?" relationship. If there's someone he'd hate to cross, it'd probably be Marisol. Of course, a lot of times they tend to hit it off and if Leo's busy and Mari's not, they'll often find themselves binge watching the Office or some other funny sitcom. If Leo ever gets into trouble, Mari knows Abel will most certainly be standing by her side.
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[center][h3]☠ [color=Lavender][b]Jamison Horace Rainer[/b][/color] ☠[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]He just rubs me the wrong way.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Unlike many typical people, Abel makes enemies differently. Or, rather he acts very differently to someone he doesn't like than normal people do. Abel isn't full of hostility or hatred, but despite his love for warmth, he can radiate a coldness without the need for aggression. Because Abel is anything but aggressive. He rather dislikes it. Abel, in particularly doesn't share a hatred for Jamie, but rather a distrust, possibly a side effect of his own mother. Or maybe he doesn't like feeling as if he owes someone—he misconstrues favors as manipulation. A, "Here, let me do that for you," is most certainly translated into, "Let me hold this thing against you for the entirety of your life."

As such, Abel shies away from Jamie, refuses to talk to him, and has rather mismatched points of view on how he acts. His opinions are his own, however, and he keeps them to himself. It helps that Abel's a solitary individual and is happy to find another person to talk to when Jamie inserts himself into a group. He supposes it's a mutual agreement, seeing as the one time Jamie offered help, Abel had a few choice words in response. Maybe if he got to know him, he'd have a different mind set, stubbornness is a very human trait.
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[center][h3]☯ [color=Lavender][b]Jack Murphey[/b][/color] ☯[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Jack? John? Two sides of the same coin.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Sometimes things seem synthetic and other times they are. High school for these two meant sliding into easy, often one-sided friendships. Abel appreciated Jack's presence, but didn't quite reciprocate the high energy he seemed to carry. Nothing really held the bond together, so when the time came to separate, it came easily. Easy to the point where Abel often had trouble remembering him among the group of friends. Though, that could very well be remedied with more quality time and maybe picking up where they left off. Wherever that is.

"Let's see, there's Leo, Mari, Jamie, Kenny, uh... Jordan? No. Jared? John? Or was it Jack? Aw, same difference."
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[center][h3]♫ [color=Lavender][b]Kenny Lorenzo[/b][/color] ♫[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]What a total babe.[/color]"[/i][/center]
No one expects much from Abel, which may be why Kenny and he get off so well. Whatever Ken's willing to give, Abel's willing to listen and maybe a few of those times meant listening to rants or crying or snot or jokes. Plus, who else could she sit back with and flash judge passerby? Dry humor seems to escape their crowd, though Ken's willing to pull a few punches to get a smile. Plus, it's nice to know someone doesn't expect him to get up and start running (who jogs? anyway? oh, he does. shit) or partying. Often times, he can pass as a non-party pooper by spending most of the party with Ken, simply letting her prattle away a few cracks or whatever's on her mind. Doesn't even have to be him she's talking to. And he's sure it's nice that, out of everyone, Ken has a solid, very real individual willing to make sure she doesn't feel used and tossed aside.

Who else would be willing to wake Abaddon the Destroyer up at the crack of dawn? At least Ken has a smaller chance of getting mauled, especially when she brings him coffee.
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[center][h3]☮ [color=Lavender][b]Tatiana Korvo[/b][/color] ☮[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]Talking and pain are for losers.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Again, it's nice to know someone's not out their digging for every bit of info. The best friendships are the ones where you can utterly relax, even with a needle painting ten layers of your skin. They may not talk much, but when they do it's usually on one of those tattoo chairs, hunched over and cringing at the needle flaying his back. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. And who wouldn't want someone willing to take your side when the cards all fold?
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[center][h3]♫ [color=Lavender][b]Wyatt Rothenberg[/b][/color] ♫[/h3]
[i]"[color=Lavender]I wonder how many times he's been quoted Titanic. I wonder how many of them were actually french ladies.[/color]"[/i][/center]
Tell it like it is right? Of all the men in the joint, Abel probably likes Wyatt the most. Not saying that he doesn't like Leo or Rowan, but Wyatt has that personality that Abel can appreciate. Though he's the type of person who likes to help at any opportunity, Wyatt is extremely easy to read and brutally honest to a fault. When you have no filter, it's hard to lie and manipulate people. Being straightforward tends to put you in Abel's good book, though he could take a little less of the spontaneity. But, hey, no one likes every single trait of one individual, as long as you like most of 'em.

Their interactions usually consist of Wyatt telling Abel he's a Negative Nancy and Abel telling Wyatt he's a Brutish Thug. With a smile, of course. Most people would get a terse frown or scowl when bringing Abel's less than socialite attitude to light, but when Wyatt does it, it's kind of endearing. Mostly. He can't let on that he appreciate's Wyatt, otherwise the guy might get funny ideas.

When taking time away from Wyatt, Abel likes to leave a few things laying around for him to discover. Not horchata, since the last time he made some for the guy specifically, he accidentally put him in the hospital. (uuuuuuhhhh) But maybe Abel had been listening to Wyatt complain about not having enough midnight blue paint or he just ran out of a pack of his cigarettes. Wyatt will likely find exactly what he'd been needing not long after, with a sticky note attached with something like, "Talk about blue [i]color[/i] worker, right? Eh? Huh? Yeah?" or, "Sorry to [i]butt[/i] in, but baby, you [i]lighter[/i] up. Ha. Hahaha. Heh. Ha."
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