Age: 20
Appearance: Alexi is on the tall side of things, standing at almost 6 feet exactly. His hair is a dark black color; so black, that its almost blue. He would say that he straightens it every day, but he doesn't have to for he was born with poker-straight hair. He makes sure to touch up the dye he uses on it every so often. Alexi is pretty pale, mostly because he hates walking around in the sun unless he absolutely has to. His eyes are a shade of color made up of both green and hazel. His clothing style is a reflection of his emotions for the day, but regardless, black and maroon are his favorites in the color department, and he always tries to incorporate them into his attire. He usually wears a smirk of some kind on his face - mostly, its because of something he's done or said.
Fears: Alexi is afraid of bats, moths, and the feel of slimy things around his legs. He also really isn't a fan of being left alone for long periods of time...
Likes: The male likes many random things, and the three that rank highest on his list are all rather different from one another: making forts and igloos out of blankets and pillows, listening to and playing music, and laying down outside in the rain (one of the few times that he actually likes being outside). He likes rain storms, history, philosophy, and learning languages (of which, he knows many). He is also quite fond of small fuzzy animals, hugs, and smiling...
Dislikes: Alexi is one of those guys that doesn't like girls that concentrate too much on their looks - he likes women for their brains, and see's image as a bonus. He doesn't like people who do drugs very much, and isn't a fan of people who drink. He doesn't like being forced to go outside if he doesn't want to, and he really isn't a fan of sports.
Random Other: Alexi likes to quote literature randomly, citing Shakespeare, Marx, Wilfred Owen, and various epics more often than others. Alexi is also Japanese, Russian, French, and German, which he sees as quite the odd combination...
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Alexi is just one of those people... Yes, those people. The male isn't easily described, for his personality and actions are as ever changing as the wind. One moment, he could be quite as a fly, and the next he could be jumping all over the furniture, shrieking like a banshee - one would think from the lampshade he would most likely have on his head that he was drunk. The funny thing about that situation would be that he considers himself straightedge, and will not touch alcohol or drugs for any reason. Alexi tends to be a nice person though, and always finds the time to listen to others. He does like to add his own input though, but he usually is pretty good about figuring out when the right time to joke is. Music means a lot to him, as he plans on getting into the music therapy field - as soon as he finishes college that is. He's just one of those people that everyone knows, and everyone wants to talk to at least once in their life.
Alexi was born to Harry and Alandria Wolfe on the twenty fifth of October in the cold state of Alaska. He doesn't remember much about his younger years; honestly, the boy sometimes can't even remember what he had for breakfast the day before. But he does remember his middle and high school years quite well, and it is in those years that he decided he wanted to work with music therapy to help others. During his middle school years, he went through a tough patch in life where he tried to end his life multiple times - it was this that opened up his eyes to music therapy, for he found comfort in music. When he eventually realized what he was doing wasn't what he needed, he decided to help others who were in that same situation that he had been in. Upon graduating high school, he started studying music and psychology as well as therapy and its application. He has spent the last two years studying, and studying hard. After two years in college, the male decided to reward himself and his hard work by going on a cruise. So he packed, got his assignments for classes early, and boarded the plane to head to the docks where he would depart...
