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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  N I C K N A M E (S)  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[list][*][color=slategray]N/A[/color][/list]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  A G E  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]17, 03/4[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  G E N D E R  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Male[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  S E X U A L I T Y  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Pansexual. Your boy don’t pick and choose.[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]He’s taken. She just don’t know it yet. Is that creepy?  A bit, yeah… Oh well, fuck it.[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  O C C U P A T I O N  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]He’s a consultant[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  C L A S S I F I C A T I O N  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Junior[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  R O L E  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Elite; Consultant[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  I N  D E P T H  A P P E A R A N C E  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Henry dresses himself rather lazily. If it weren’t for legions of maids prowling his home, it is very possible that his ensemble would largely consist of the tried and true ‘smell test.’ Luckily for him, though, his parents employ a small army of maids and other household servants.

He is a fan of hats, something he inherited from his father. He also has a pair of aviator sunglasses that he is very fond of and wears them almost always. When not on his face, they hang off the front of his shirt, waiting. He feels these are the best way to distract from his otherwise apparent baby face; which he spends his entire life trying to distract from. Eternal stubble, hats, the shades… The list goes on. He can’t win though, most older, MILF aged women tend to pinch his cheeks still.

An endless battle.

Despite his baby face, he has an admirable height, about 6’3”. Not the tallest boy around, but not exactly short either. He blames his father for his curse; his dad still looks like he’s 23...[/color]
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[hr][center][h3]W H O  A M  I ?[/h3][/center]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  H A B I T S  |  Q U I R K S  |  O D D I T I E S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*][color=slategray]Has a bad habit of chewing on his thumb.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Enjoys floating in his pond (yes, his pond), with his two pets. It also doubles as a koi pond! His mother tried very hard. Didn’t work, though.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Is being an alcoholic a habit? It should be.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]He’s a big fan of money, and checks the stock market when he first wakes up and before he goes to bed. He aspires to one be a Wall Street guy. After all, money never sleeps, and they all do cocaine and strippers. Life goals.[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  D R E A M S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=b57f13][b]“I ain’t go no dreams, I live a dream. Everything around me is a dream. I can blow 50gs on some bitches in Miami and no one bats an eye. It’s good to be the king. Wish I didn’t have a babyface though. If only my mom had better taste in men…”[/b][/color] 
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  L I K E S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*][color=slategray]Benedict and Arnold, his pet capybaras. While initially he wasn’t very fond of him… they won him over via cuddles. They’re much softer than they look! Most of his love goes to these guys, the rest of his emotions go toward being a fucker.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Captain Cuddles. Look, he might not get along with his parents. He might not be on the best terms with his family. But… that doesn’t matter, he gets free pizza there, free arcade game tokens… Free. Free is good.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Women. He’s not picky! Tall women, small women, all women. He’s practicing for someone. Plus, he has needs.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Movies! He’s a huge movie buff.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Explosives. Fireworks, particularly. He loves them. Thinks they’re a core part of any gathering, and has more than a few in his room. Are they still illegal in California? Yup. Don’t matter though.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Strobe lights, particularly colored ones. He enjoys the flashing and moving quickly in them.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Video games! He loves playing them, and has his own personal room devoted to it. It’s his pride and joy — yes, Benedict and Arnold are allowed inside.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Midriff is his kryptonite. Oof.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Sleeping. It’s his hobby, basically. Preferably with other people.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Jamming on the flute! While he was once considered a violin prodigy, Henry wildly prefers the flute, and abandoned the violin at age 12, much to his mother’s annoyance.[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  D I S L I K E S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*][color=slategray]To Henry’s credit, he likes most everything. He considers himself to be a chill guy, a real humble dude. Eccentric, sure, but not really ‘disliking.’ As such, this list will be smaller than the one of his likes:[/color]
[*][color=slategray]The violin. Look, it’s just not his style. He can appreciate the sound, and even other people who play it, but it’s… it’s not for him. Too much effort, honestly.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]His sisters. It’s not just normal sibling rivalries or anything like that, Henry genuinely and truly hates his sisters. Maybe it’s just becuase of the attention they get in favor of him, or maybe it’s just that he blames them for his falling outs with his parents.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Waking up. Now, this isn’t a depression thing, he doesn’t want to [i]die[/i], or anything like that. Henry hates the act of waking up. Opening your eyes, giving up whoever you’re cuddling, rolling out of the warmth and comfort of the hole you created in your bed… He hates giving that stuff up! It’s not about dying.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Hangovers. He’s found out a way to beat them though. Two aspirin and two Tylenol. Ain’t nothin’ Tylenol can’t fix. He keeps a bottle of each underneath his bed as a result.[/color]
[*][color=slategray]Dude, the smell of sulfuric acid. Shouldn’t even have to describe this one…[/color] [/list]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  F E A R S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=b57f13][b]”Dying, man. Is there any [i]real[/i] reason to be afraid of anything else? Death is the only inevitability. Trips me the fuck out.”[/b][/color] 
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[hr][center][h3]D E F I N I N G  M Y  P A S T[/h3][/center]

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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  H I S T O R Y  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]Another love child of the pair of Evelyn Green and Bartimaeus Locke, Henry is the only son in the Green empire. Early on in life he exhibited a prodigal level of skill with the violin, not entirely surprising considering who his mother is, but nonetheless, Henry was pushed to pursue it from the moment he picked up the bow. At twelve years old, he confessed to his father that he didn’t much care for playing the violin, and that he’d rather play the flute — an instrument that he wasn’t quite the same natural with, and one that wasn’t nearly as desirable.

But, Ty of course told his son to do whatever he wanted, and pulled him from the violin classes and moved him to flute playing courses, where Henry had a much more enjoyable time. However, Alyssa wasn’t a big fan of this change, and openly and blatantly complained about it. After that, she more or less took a step back from Henry, letting his father ‘handle’ it, and focusing her attentions on her daughters with her wife.

At age 15, Henry brought this up with Ty, explaining that he didn’t much like living in the shadow of his sisters, thinking that Ty would surely have the answer. After all, he did before, right? Ty’s answer was very simple:[/color]

[color=dad326][b]“Dude, you should take advantage of that! Be a kid. Your mothers make it hard for your sisters to be… teenagers. You should enjoy being in the shadow. It’ll hide your fuck ups.”[/b][/color]

[color=slategray]The next weekend, Henry, armed only with a permit, got his first (and miraculously, so far only) DUI. With a swipe of a card and a few phone calls, he was off the hook clean — and his father was off to Brooklyn, before Alyssa could chew him out.

After this, Henry really took matters into his own hands, ignoring his father and both of his mothers. At first he leaned on Ty and Evelyn for some support, but after they sided with Alyssa against him (which he arguably deserved), Henry doesn’t much care for them either. 

From there? It’s only gotten… B E T T E R, baby.

Henry is a wild child, a wild card, a problem child. Drugs, fake IDs, women way too old for him, alcohol every day, sleeping till the late afternoon… Henry is living the life. Alyssa is stressed about it, almost every day, to the point of wanting to pull her hair out; but at this point? There’s almost nothing she can do but complain. He’s set in his ways.

Henry Green is a time bomb, tick, tick, ticking. Just hope you’re on the sideline as a spectator and not involved when he detonates.[/color]

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[hr][center][h3]A C A D E M I C S[/h3][/center]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R  A C T I V I T I E S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*][color=slategray]Film appreciation club. He’s pretty much by himself, but… he does it anyway. One movie a week, at the Castle, in the cinema, followed by a review he submits to the school newspaper. Sometimes it gets published, sometimes it doesn’t. He’s doing it for himself.[/color]
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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  B E S T  &  W O R S T  S U B J E C T S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray][b]| B E S T |[/b]
Science, bitch.
Music

[b]| W O R S T |[/b]
Math
Art[/color]

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[indent][color=b57f13][b]| |[u]  E X T R A  N O T E S  [/u]| |[/b][/color]
[indent][color=slategray]FC = Logan Lerman[/color]
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