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Nick Howland

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a character in “Welcome To Brantley”, as played by crashmeback

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|Name|
Nick Howland

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|Age|
25

|Sexuality|
Straight

|Gender|
Male

|Face Claim|
Alex Pettyfer




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|Hair|
Dark blond

|Eyes|
Hazel

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|History|


His earliest memory was of his father. He was just a little boy and his dad was teaching him to shave. He remembers holding the razor in his hand with his father guiding him gently. As a little boy, he remembered thinking, "This is what men do,". It was the only lesson his father was able to impart. He lost his father suddenly and had no other family. The system became his new home and taught him harsher and more destructive lessons. As he moved from one foster home to the next, and landed in one group home after another, he never learned permanence. Instead, he learned to adapt and change according to the mood of those more forceful than he was. He is often indirect, flighty and shallow because to dig deeper requires standing still.

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So begins...

Nick Howland's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Rikie Louis Character Portrait: Nick Howland Character Portrait: Arthur Malone Character Portrait: Dr. Callie Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Benetton Character Portrait: Katy McMilleran

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Welcome to Brantley Hospital. Where the patients are treated, and the doctors are... well, employed, to say the least. Here, we take a closer look into the lives of the staff here at Brantley. After all..

The doctor must be well to heal the patient, after all.

It's the beginning of true winter, and that's when the hospital gets busier, with sniffling colds, to deliveries. Tensions are high, and relationships could be at risk.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Nick Howland Character Portrait: Dr. Callie Rivera Character Portrait: Katherine Benetton Character Portrait: Katy McMilleran Character Portrait: Ray Maguire

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He was up before his alarm even sounded, crying out softly at the phantom pain of a bullet shooting through his back. Ray's knees pulled up to his chest, curling halfway into fetal position around his pillow. A few beads of sweat had formed on his brow during his sleep, and he wiped them away as the bedroom door opened up. Ray jolted, sitting up with the pillow in a choke hold of sorts. Makayla stood in the doorway, the hallway light creating a silhouette of her body.

"Dad...?" she said softly, holding the door open with one shoulder as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Are you alright?" Randall rubbed the back of his neck slowly, nodding at an equally turtle-like pace. His chest rose and fell with more vigor.

"I'm fine, Mac," he said, utilizing the nickname he had created for her years ago. It was, more or less, her first name now. Her full first name reminded him of Katy. He could see Makayla nod back at him, uncrossing her arms to take a piece of hair in her fingers where she toyed with it. "Go back to sleep...I'll wake you up in a bit, alright?" Again, she nodded and closed the door behind her as she retreated to her room. Ray gave a soft sigh and let himself fall on to his back, closing his eyes as he did so.




"Dad, I can't be late again!" she cried, clutching her school bag to her chest as Randall hectically pulled up to the front of the school, easily violating a few laws. Makayla turned to him, her face pulled into an expression that reminded him so vividly of her mother.

"Blame it on me then!" he shouted, smiling at her in hopes of evoking a sort of laugh. She maintained the same expression as she got out of the car, turning her back to him just as a light spasm of pain shot through the permanently damaged nerve. "Take the bus home, alright? Call me when you're home!" She shot him a thumbs-up as she walked quickly into the school.

Ray sighed and put the car into drive before hurtling down the road towards the hospital. He arrived with just a few minutes left until he would be considering late. At a light jog, despite the pain in his leg, he managed to clock in and make it to the break room in time. While the others in the room sat mostly around coffee, he made himself a cup of hot chocolate. When he was ready, he took a seat at one of the tables about the room, hoping someone would come up and strike up a conversation. He hated to wait around awkwardly like this.

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