Abby Williams

[Abby Williams]

BACK TO THE BASICS
Full Name: Abigail Marie Williams
Nicknames: Abby
Birthday: June 5th, 1984
Age: Twenty-Three
Sexuality: Sorry fellas, she goes for the girls... mostly.
Gender: Female
Stereotype: Sweetheart & Country Girl
Status: Single

BEHIND THE SCENES
Personality:
Abby is a fairly laid back young woman, most always seen with a smile on her face. She's pleasant to be around and enjoys using sarcasm to make people laugh. She's pretty easy to get along with if you don't push her buttons. Annoyed however, you don't want to mess with her. She's got the tongue of a rattlesnake and isn't afraid to say something she might regret later. When it comes to her relationships, Abby's openly bisexual, but the last relationship she had with a guy was several years ago, so she pretty much considers herself gay. Not that that's a bad thing, she's not ashamed of it. She's very romantic, and is the type of girl to just curl up on the coach in sweats and watch a good movie.
History:
Born in Arizona, Abby lived quite a normal childhood. She had no abusive, drunk, or suicidal parents and grew up rahter happily. The only issue that ever came up in the Williams household was that of Abby's sexuality, which was a problem for a few weeks. Abby's parents didn't want to believe that their little girl could be gay, but Abby persisted, longing for their support. Finally they consented, though they still don't quite accept it, and left the matter alone. Abby moved to Texas for college, leaving her family back at home. She's been here ever since.
Goals:
Wouldn't mind becoming a meteorologist, working for the Weather Channel.
Fears:

• throwing up
  
• spiders
  
• someone grabbing her foot in the middle of the night
  
• the dark, sometimes

Habits:

• bites her lip
  
• rubs her throat

Likes:

• thunderstorms
  
• a good book
  
• watching the clouds
  
• singing
  
• hanging w/ close friends
  
• being wooed
  
• talking on the phone
  
• holding hands
  
• having someone to lean on
  
• cooking
  
• fireworks
  
• snow days
  
• tea
  
• accomplishing something
  
• standing up for herself/others
  
• listening to music
  
• dancing
  
• dogs
  
• guys - the friendly way only for the most part
  
• girls - both friendly and romantically
  
• the beach
  
• lighthouses
  
• horses
  
• the outdoors
  
• flirting

Dislikes:

• being rejected
  
• coffee
  
• roller coasters
  
• history
  
• lazy people
  
• people who judge her
  
• dictionaries
  
• being betrayed
  
• most cats
  
• wearing a lot of makeup
  
• boring books
  
• boring movies
  
• chickens
  
• awkward silences

Attractions:

• eye contact is killer for her
  
• laughing
  
• someone not too dressy
  
• touching someone's hand on "accident"

Repulsions:

• whores
  
• preppiness
  
• the color black, reminds her of a funeral
  
• the silent type

RELATIONSHIPS
Family:
Mother - Bobby Williams [50] [Retired School Teacher]
Father - Patrick Williams [49] [Firefighter]
Brother - James Williams [17]
Friends:
None Yet
Enemies:
None Yet
Crushes/Partners:
None Yet
Pets:
A 1-Year Old parrot named Margot.

ON THE OUTSIDE
Appearance:
Blessed with natural good looks, Abby doesn't go much to flaunt what she has. Tight clothing bothers her, thongs are disgusting, low cut shirts are pointless. You get her point. She loves to dress up and have a good night on the town though, don't get her wrong. You'll usually catch Abby in a pair of casual jeans and a polo shirt, collar down of course. She's no prep, no popped collars here. She also has a collection of skirts that she's rather proud of. Her hair, which is a lightly colored shade of brown, goes down to about the middle of her back, and she usually leaves it down unless working out or something. She stands only about 5'8" and loves wearing those heels that make her taller. She has a slim figure thanks to years of sports playing.
Image(s):






OTHER
Transportation:
Drives a White Jeep Cherokee.
Employment:
Ranch Hand
Residence:
Unknown Still.

OOC-optional
Alias:
Call me Abby, that's close enough.
Age:
I'm going on Eighteen
Location:
Somewhere on the East Coast

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