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I guess I'm done.

[hider=Willow Nicholson][color=silver][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/WWDPhhZ.png[/img][/center]
[color=9a503d]Full Name[/color]
[indent]Willow May Nicholson
[indent]No nicknames, Willow is simple enough.[/indent][/indent]
[color=9a503d]Age[/color]
[indent]27[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Gender[/color]
[indent]Female[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Sexuality[/color]
[indent]Straight[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Relationship Status[/color]
[indent]Divorced[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Occupation[/color]
[indent]Fundraising Manager at Roald Dahl's charity for children[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Current Address[/color]
[indent]The Biltmore 271 West 47th Street  New York, NY 10036 [/indent]
[color=9a503d]Appearance Details[/color]
[list][*][b]Hair:[/b] Mousy-brown/faded blond | Straight-wavy | Mid length hair normally left down or in a ponytail.
[*][b]Eyes:[/b] Amber-Brown
[*][b]Height:[/b] 5'5"
[*][b]Body Type:[/b] Slim, average.
[*][b]Clothing Style:[/b] Business or casual, depending on the occasion. Lots of blouses, blazers and skirts, as well as fitting jeans and comfortable but appropriate shoes.
[*][b]Makeup Wise:[/b] Natural. If she's feeling particularly adventurous then red lips will do.
[*][b]Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings:[/b] None, only simple earlobe piercings.[/list]
[color=9a503d]Personality[/color]
[indent]The Willow of today is different to the Willow from a year ago, and the Willow most her peers would know from ten years ago. The Willow known by her high school peers was a [b]bright[/b], albeit [b]spoiled[/b] girl with the only goal of [b]making people happy[/b]. She drifted between groups, maintaining a decent social life while balancing school life and her many hours spent volunteering at all kinds of shelters. She was [b]fun-loving[/b], always up for a crack which oftentimes made her the [b]life of the party[/b]. She made plenty of friends at school, however, she knew none of them were truly meaningful. She was aware of some calling her [b]fake[/b], [b]holier than thou[/b] and even [b]preachy[/b] for telling off her peers for wasting things that could be donated. 

College barely changed Willow, if anything it made her more [b]confident[/b] in speaking out for the little guy, as well as encourage her to become [b]hard-working[/b] for her to make her dream a reality. Meeting Lucas certainly helped her maintain decent grades allowing her to pick up a job in a sector she was most [b]passionate[/b] about.

You could say the Willow today has grown more [b]hopeless[/b]. With her marriage dissolved, she's thrown herself back into work, allowing herself no time to truly cope with the loss of her husband. She's [b]lost her sense of fun[/b], the trait that most would describe Willow, leaving a woman focusing entirely on her career to cope with her life falling apart.[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Upbringing Synopsis[/color]
[indent]The earliest memory Willow has is of her father tucking her into bed and reading her the story of Peter Pan. It was not the only time her father read to her, but it was one of the most memorable due to her love for the character. Growing up, Willow and her family were well-off, living in the gated community of Crown Heights. Her sister, who was four years her senior, was her best friend, sharing everything from clothes to toys with little fuss between them. Her doting parents let the girls do anything they wanted, attending to their every desire and need, expecting little in return.

The girl loved her books. Her room was packed to the brim with endless stories with worn pages stored anywhere there was space. When she was nine, her mother gently encouraged her to give away the books she didn't need anymore. The books she hadn't touched in years. Willow protested, because what if she'd need her animal colouring book in the future? Her mother took her to the shelter anyway, trying to show the girl that although she was privileged, not every child had what she did. Perhaps this did well, or perhaps this mentally scarred the girl into becoming a giving freak - either way, Willow could never forget how happy it made her feel watching the kids enjoy her books.

Much of her life from there on out was the same. The girl worked hard and played harder. She made friends in high school, only to lose touch with most at college. It was at college she met Lucas, a budding physiotherapist dreaming of moving to New York City. At first, the two remained good friends, keeping their relationship strictly platonic whilst Lucas was dealing with his toxic on/off girlfriend at the time. However, remaining platonic was difficult once he managed to cut the toxicity out of his life. The two fell hard and fast for each other, much to the joy of their friends around them. The couple moved to NY and within two years they were engaged. Willow thought her life was perfect up until she walked in on her fiancé making out with his ex-girlfriend at their new apartment two months after their engagement. Willow, hopelessly in love with her fiancé, was quick to forgive and forget the incident to keep up her happy life, content with ignoring the growing discomfort in her tummy.

She compromised a lot. Lucas did not want children, so Willow prepared herself for a life with no children to read to like her father had. He didn't like pets, so she didn't adopt that cute elder dog she heard about from her colleague. He wanted to keep in touch with his junkie ex, and Willow let him. Willow was twenty-five when she got married and living her life blissfully before her dream was once again broken. On the same day she lost her grant from the government, she found her husband wrapped around his ex-girlfriend in their marital bed. She left when she heard Lucas tell her he loves her.

Willow moved out the following day, ignoring the missed calls and the messages on Facebook and threw herself into apartment hunting. She got the divorce papers signed the same week she signed the lease to her new apartment. Now, one year later since the incident, Willow has yet to dive back into the dating scene. She's declined invitations to birthday parties, bachelorette parties and baby showers as her friends around her get their happy endings.[/indent]
[color=9a503d]Family[/color]
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[indent][list][*][abbr=Mother][b]Elaine Jean Nicholson[/b][/abbr] | FC: Laura Linney | 53
[*][abbr=Father][b]Johnathan Nicholson[/b][/abbr] | FC: Gary Oldman | 55
[*][abbr=Sister][b]Summer Leigh Wright[/b],[/abbr][i] married to Dr. Noah Wright[/i] | FC: Lea Seydoux | 31
[*][abbr=Sister][b]Juliet Mary-Anne Nicholson[/b][/abbr] | FC: Florence Clapcott | 18[/list][/indent]
[color=9a503d]Extras[/color]
[indent]Sophie Cookson | [color=9a503d] 9a503d[/color]
Yes, Juliet is nine years younger than Willow, and thirteen years younger than Summer. She was an accident, but a happy one. 
Willow finally got a dog after her divorce, his name is Bear.
Is probably going to regret coming to the reunion the most.
Favourite dessert implies I can only pick one, and I cannot do that because I'm a fatass.[/indent][/color][/hider]