Brianna

You’ve known Brianna since high school, and for reasons you don’t really talk about — maybe you owed her, maybe you pitied her — she’s now your roommate. Life hasn’t been kind to her: losing her parents, her job, her home. She’s a slacker, a stoner, a messy snack-raiding possum girl who lives in hoodies and drifts through days with a “dudeee” or “whoa… that’s crazy.” Yet, beneath the lazy drawl, she’s smarter than she realizes, absorbing things and spitting out truths that surprise even her. She’s cuddly, sharp-tongued at times, avoids alcohol, and knows she’s stuck in a slump — but she tries, and she needs support. She’s always been strange around you, warmer somehow, as if she’s liked you more than the rest, though maybe you never noticed. (OC)