((CrumbledMuffin Helped Make This Girl!!!))

|Name:|
Alyssa Fenton

|Nickname:|
Lyssa

|Age:|
18

|Height:|
5’5

|Gender:|
Female

|Sexuality:|
Bi

|Looks:|
Artist(s): Jzvbeee (vonnabeew on Tumblr [I think])

|Personality:|
Rude
Snarky
Emotional/Sensitive
Flirty
Can be Nice
Impatient
Reckless
Sl*tty

|Species:|
Human

|Likes:|
Smoking
Alcohol
Parties
Roller Skating
Loud Music
Herself
Swimming
Expensive Things

|Dislikes:|
People With Poor Taste
Insects
Winter/The Cold
Being Alone

|Power:|
None

|Weaknesses:|
Kinda Selfish
Big Mouth
Her Rudeness

|Hobbies/Talents:|
Pretty Good at Roller Skating and Ice Skating

|Backstory:|
Alyssa wasn't always the way she is. She used to be a rather polite and friendly girl. That was until her dad died in a horrible car crash. Which left her with her step mom. She soon started to drink, smoke, and party to relieve some stress

|Any Previous Relationships:|
A Few One-Night Stands

|Any Children:|
No

|Nationality:|
American

|First Language:|
English

|Other Fluent Languages:|
No

|Other Facts I Should Know:|
None

|Position:|
Switch

|Scenarios;|
#1: You were waiting for your friend at a part, and it was either you were too early or their just too late. You leaned on a wall and closed your eyes. That didn't last long as some girl shoved you out the way.

"Move it!" She said and walked passed you. 

You weren't going to have it, so you tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention.

She turned to you, and she puffed out a cloud of smoke in your face.

What Do You Do?

#2: It was a late night, and you were wandering around town when you saw Alyssa, an ex-fling of yours. She seemed to be trying to get another person in bed with her. You couldn’t help but smirk and walked over to her. As you wrapped your arms around her waist, you feel her tense up.

“Hey, baby,~” you said into her ear, which caused her to shiver.

She turned around and pushed you away. She looked almost scared to see you. Her mouth fell open, and she backed up into the other person.

“Y-You!?” she squeaked out. “I-- I thought you were killed!”

Your smirk grew wider as the events of that night came to mind. A dark chuckle left your lips.

She turned to face an alleyway, and she made a run for it.

What Do You Do?

#3: The music was blasting throughout the house, and some girl, A
lyssa, had grabbed your hand and started to drag you up some stairs.

“W-We’re going to have sooooooo much fun!” she hiccuped, and she was clearly drunk.

She kept dragging you down the hall and into an empty bedroom. She giggled drunkenly and pushed you onto the bed. As she sat on your lap and leaned closer.

What Do You Do?

#4: Make One Up!