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Angelina B. Croce

are not all angels ministering spirits sent to serve those who will inherit salvation?

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a character in “Autumn Leaves”, originally authored by Korruption, as played by RolePlayGateway

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N A M E
Angelina Brigitta Croce (an-je-LEE-na bree-GI-ta KRO-che)

N I C K N A M E (S)
Lina (LEE-na) | used by close friends | likes, although using her full name is more common
Gitta (GI-ta) | used by family (particularly sister) | loves, only when her sister uses it
Lee (LEE) | used occasionally | neutral

B I R T H D A Y
July 2nd, 2001 | Sixteen

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual | Quasiromantic

E T H N I C I T Y
50% Italian, 35% Israeli, 15% German

S E C R E T
Killed Autumn's uncle.

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Image S T Y L E
Angelina is a casual dresser - always has been, always will be. She has never invested herself too much in fashion - yes, she wants to look good, but Lina was never the type to grab the exotic items off the shelf. There is nothing bold in her closet; her clothing style is very simple and straightforward, with an subtle touch of elegance. Overall, Angelina's look is always sleek and uncluttered, although it can range from trendy white blouses to a typical gray sweatshirt. This rule applies to Lina's formal wear as well; she's one for sleekness, a dress usually containing one color throughout (usually black or white). However, despite that, Angelina always wears something to accent her relatively plain accents, usually a simple golden necklace or a pair of earring studs.

H E I G H T & W E I G H T
5'4" (163 cm) | 121 lb (55 kg)

A P P E A R A N C E
Angelina is pretty, no doubt about that. Her Israeli genes are evident in her appearance, especially her skin tone. Lina's complexion is usually slightly tanned. Her lips are pink and plump and Angelina's groomed eyebrows have a natural look to them. Dark chestnut locks frame her oval face; they have reddish undertones that are evident is certain lighting, and Angelina's tresses fade to a lighter golden-brown near the tips. However, Lina's most striking feature is undoubtedly her bold jewel-toned eyes. They are a deep blue brighter than the bluest seas, and are the most attention-grabbing feature on her face. Usually, Angelina prefers not to wear makeup, but if she does, it's to accentuate her eyes. Lina's ears are pierced - she usually wears simple studs, and never wears extravagant jewelry.


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L I K E S
Angelina has been doing martial arts since she was six years old, along with a little parkour
for conditioning. One thing most people don't know about Angelina is that she's rather fond of astronomy. She doesn't care much for the beauty of stars or constellations, but rather, she's interested in the science of space. Angelina also enjoys puzzles; she's good at them, after all. Angelina loves watching crime shows - that includes The Blacklist and How to Get Away With Murder, and thinks that criminology is rather interesting. Lina, despite not being officially diagnosed with OCD or anything of the sort, is a hardcore clean freak. She needs everything to be perfect, and does not tolerate messiness. Angelina shares a close bond with her older sister, Marianna, and admires her maternal half-sister, Reyna Castellano.

D I S L I K E S
Angelina despises rollerskating for no clear reason. She finds most sports boring, although there are always a few exceptions. Angelina feels that warm weather uncomfortable, and would prefer a bite of cold. Lina dislikes romance for the most part, and overly sexual people. She and her older stepsister, Tanya Blažek, don't have the best relationship, in all honesty. She doesn't really care for social media, although there are times when Angelina believes it to be helpful. Lina strongly dislikes messy people, or messes in general, and cannot stand it when people are late. Angelina prefers smart talk over small talk, and believes that being racist, sexist, and/or homophobic is highly illogical. She finds applying makeup to be a little frustrating. Due to her responsible personality, Lina holds a dislike for slackers or lazy people.


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Angelina's friends can vouch for her; she is no meek soul. There is nothing short of intense about Lina. Her entire demeanor is strong and assertive; she knows what she wants, and she knows she will get it. Angelina has been called intimidating at times - despite her vigorous and powerful presence, she is not extroverted in a gregarious way. Rather, Angelina can be a bit forceful, even ruthless. She has been called dynamic and assertive by some, and ruthlessly cold and determined by others. She knows how to put her foot down - maybe a bit too much.

Yes, along with being called intimidating, some have called Angelina outright scary - what a contradiction to her given name. Lina is blessed with what people call a resting bitch face. She is mature for her age and rather stern as well. Angelina doesn't let loose that often, and is quite a serious character. Her unrelenting nature further emphasizes her severe persona. Angelina had never been too good with verbal encouragement, and is more like a drill sergeant instead of a helping hand.

Angelina, despite her coolly confident demeanor, is actually extremely cautious. She can be described as overly suspicious of everything - paranoid, even. She is notoriously mistrustful of everything; in fact, she checks everything so much that nothing has managed to escape Lina's sharp eye. Her overly paranoid persona allows Angelina to literally never make a slip-up. Angelina is also a bit of a control freak; she feels confident in her own abilities, and starts feeling skeptical when it comes to others, even her friends. She's known as the perfectionist in her group - although Angelina is never one to openly show anxiety, her friends know she won't stop fussing until everything's absolutely perfect.

Although Angelina doesn't intend to be a bully, she speaks the truth. She won't shower you with half-hearted compliments - this girl knows her criticism. Although Angelina is far from an open book, she might as well be, since she speaks her unfiltered mind, so much that she can be incredibly insensitive. Angelina might not have the intentions of hurting someone's feelings, but it's safe to say that she doesn't care too much about other people's sensitivity.

Despite the fact that Angelina is a rather direct person, at the same time, her words usually have a unspoken meaning. Depending on how much someone's personality appeals to Lina, she can either be surprisingly friendly or downright moody. If someone's always on time and incredibly organized, Angelina might actually be pleasant to them. However, if that person does not meet Angelina's expectations for neatness and organization, she might be incredibly sarcastic instead.

You will literally never see Angelina Croce slacking off. It defies the laws of nature. Some might call her a goody-two shoes, but once you understand Angelina's demeanor, you'll know that's not true. She's just very responsible and has a great respect for work ethic. Angelina isn't a very discriminating person, and that applies to rich kids as well. However, if they use their parents' money to be lazy, then Lina will have absolutely no sympathy for them. Angelina isn't biased, and judges people based off of her own criteria.


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F A M I L Y
Angelina has a very large immediate family. Her mother married her first husband and had Angelina's half-siblings. After her mother's husband died, Angelina's parents married each other and had three girls. After that, Angelina's father remarried, and now Angelina has a stepmother and three step-siblings.

Vincenzo Walter Croce 52 Richard Speight Jr. father ↣ Angelina and her father have never been very close. Angelina has nothing against Vincenzo, but they aren't best buds either, since the latter usually invests his time is something other than his daughters.
Sonje Simcha Hummel 50 Nieves Álvarez mother ↣ Ever since her mother left when Angelina was eight, Lina had been holding a distrust for her mother. They rarely ever contact each other, and when they do, it's stiff.
Stephanie Blažek 48 Julianne Moore stepmother ↣ Stephanie clearly makes an attempt to be kind to Angelina, but the former doesn't have endless reserves of patience. Although Lina's stepmother is still rather empathetic and caring, the two's relationship mainly consists of Stephanie smiling politely and Angelina being deadpan.
Marianna Galit Elke Croce 21 Megan Fox older sister ↣ Angelina is closest to her older sister, Marianna, by far. The latter started prostituting herself to make money when the family was in a bad situation five years ago. At that time, Vincenzo Croce was laid off and Sonje Hummel had been gone for three years. The Croce family had a rapidly decreasing supply of money, and in order to keep the life they had before, Marianna sold her body for extra income. Autumn's uncle was a particularly abusive but well-paying client of Marianna's. Angelina wasn't very comfortable with the situation, but did nothing to stop it. When their father got a new job and married Stephanie Blažek, Marianna stopped prostituting herself, but Autumn's uncle was relentless and had dirt on the Croce family. Angelina wasn't happy with that; when she overheard Autumn's uncle threatening Marianna in private, at the age of thirteen, Angelina hunted the man down and killed him, using a plan that took months to devise.
Esmeralda Kestrel Croce 13 Aubrey Miller younger sister ↣ Esmeralda, known more commonly by her unique middle name, Kestrel, isn't as close to Angelina as the latter is with Marianna. Kestrel and Angelina have a rather decent sisterly relationship, the former being a feisty yet empathetic person, but they aren't as close as they could be.
Lukas Conner Anatolios Castellano 24 Francisco Lachowski maternal half-brother ↣ Lukas and Angelina had a good brother-sister relationship when they were younger. However, after Lukas left for college when Angelina was ten, the two drifted apart.
Reyna Ulla Castellano 23 Courtney Eaton maternal half-sister ↣ Although Angelina might not willingly admit it out loud, she does admire her half-sister. Reyna is highly skilled and is already a key member in the nation's intelligence. They weren't extremely close when Angelina was younger, but they had a decent relationship, despite Reyna being rather aloof.
Peter Casimir Samuel Slade Blažek 24 Dougie Poynter older stepbrother ↣ Sometimes, Angelina has a hard time remembering that she has an existing stepbrother. Nothing against Peter, but he's working so often that he never gets the chance to visit any of his family.
Tanya Wilda Aleta Sharron Blažek 19 Lindsey Morgan older stepsister ↣ Tanya hates Reyna Castellano and Marianna Croce, and she makes no attempt to hide it. In turn, Angelina despises her older stepsister, and will do anything to make her life miserable.
Joye Maryann Stacie Blažek 13 Francesca Capaldi younger stepsister ↣ Joye and Kestrel have a far better relationship than Angelina has with either of them. Joye is a soft-spoken child and very tolerable, but Angelina rarely pays attention to her.



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H I S T O R Y
Angelina Brigitta Croce was born on the eve of July 3rd at 11:04 PM. Looking back, Angelina believes that her birth was an insignificant event in her life - yes, vital to her existence, but not worth mentioning considering her rather problematic family life.

Marianna Croce was five years old when Angelina was born, and the two were practically attached at the hip. Angelina and Marianna were significantly closer with each other than either of them were with their parents. Angelina grew up with her maternal half-siblings as well, and while she didn't have horrible relationships with Lukas and Reyna Castellano, eight and seven years older than her respectively, Angelina wasn't as fond of them as she was of Marianna. After all, although Lukas was affectionate, he didn't go the extra mile, and Reyna, being the supremely talented child who was a genius is literally everything, was rather aloof and detached from family, despite her charming facade.

It all crumbled when Angelina turned eight, however. Her youngest sister, Esmeralda Kestrel Croce, better known simply as Kestrel, was a newborn when Angelina's parents had a fight. Sonje Hummel left, and she never stepped foot in the house again. By then, Reyna was fifteen and already in college, never looking back. Lukas was a junior in high school and hung out with his friends more than he did with his family, and Marianna Croce was left defending her two younger sisters alone.

The situation grew desperate when the patriarch of the Croce family got laid off when Angelina was eleven. Although the family did get support from the government, Angelina's father had extreme difficulty finding a job. Even though it wasn't necessary for the Croce family's survival, Marianna felt like she needed to earn more money for her family - and to give her two sisters a kinder life.

Angelina was angry when she found out what Marianna was doing. While her family's financial life hit rock-bottom, Angelina had her friends to support her, and adamantly told her sister to stop. Sixteen-year-old Marianna Croce said that their family needed it, and Angelina spent the night screaming at her sister like there was no tomorrow.

Things got better when Angelina was twelve, almost thirteen. Her father got a good job and remarried to Stephanie Blažek, a woman with a steady income and two daughters, along with a son who was in college. Marianna gladly stopped selling herself and returned to her normal life.

But alas, things were too good to be true. Autumn's uncle was a relentless client of Marianna's, and would not allow her to slip out of his grasp. He did not want her just for prostitution; there were other uses for Marianna as well. When Angelina followed her older sister and figured out about this, she was undeniably angry. But she was still Angelina Croce, and even at thirteen years old, she knew how to keep a cool head.

Marianna could not do anything about her situation - her hands were tied. So Angelina handled Marianna's situation for her, behind her older sister's back. Angelina spent two months devising a complex plan, her mind set on murdering Autumn's uncle and tying up all loose ends. Angelina had never been very fond of Autumn, and had no qualms about taking the life of her friend's uncle.

In the end, Angelina's plan worked without a hitch. Only two people alive on the Earth know about what she had done - Angelina herself, and her cunning maternal half-sister, Reyna Castellano. Reyna was already rising in the CIA ranks for a very good reason, after all, so Angelina wasn't very surprised when Reyna found out. Her maternal half-sister did nothing to rat her out, though. Angelina was very lucky that Reyna considered the murder of Autumn's uncle mundane and not worth the time of anybody important.

It might have been the fact that Angelina had murdered Autumn's uncle, but Lina wasn't very surprised when she heard of Autumn's death. However, when the police were searching for potential suspects, her senses heightened; if anyone figured out about what Angelina had done, then she was dead meat.

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T A L E N T S
Self-Defense/Combat || Although Angelina was never the avid athlete, one of the hobbies she had adamantly stuck with since a young age was martial arts. Angelina mainly specializes in hand-to-hand, and knows how to handle herself in a real-life situation. Angelina isn't that skilled with most weapons, but her familiarization with guns is something no one knows about besides herself.

Language Fluency || Angelina is fluent in English, Italian, and Hebrew, and is conversational in German and Russian.

Science || Angelina has always been a straight-A student, but science is definitely her strongest subject. She has notable skill in chemistry and human anatomy.

W E A K N E S S E S
Charisma || Angelina was never that cliche foul-tempered character you would always see in anime. However, due to her rather blunt and somewhat abrasive personality, Angelina is not the most charismatic.

Abrasive || Angelina is more than a little rough around the edges. She has good intentions, but her abrasive personality usually leaves people stammering and not wanting to do anything with her.

Art || It's a lie to say that Angelina is completely deprived of creativity - she can think outside the box. However, she lacks artistic creativity, and a general artistic skill.


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Angelina B. Croce's Story

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Image1st October 2017

The investigation is underway and today is the day each of the six friends will be questioned. School is commencing as usual, therefore the six will be individually interviewed starting from 4pm. The police and school want to provide a sense of normalcy for the students, and so thought it crucial not to interrupt their school day. Little do they know that another, mysterious, figure has other plans for the six. In a small room, with curtains drawn and lit only by the light of a singular desk lamp that has begun flickering, showing it's age, a person sits, phone in hand as they write out a series of texts.

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To: Felix, Willow, Winston, Veronika, Angelina, Noah, Alice, Carissa, Dashiel, Kara

I know what you did.
Autumn.


The number is blocked and the teens have no way of tracing it, all they can do now is hope and pray that they don't get any more of these cryptic messages from a dead girl.

If only it were that simple.




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Character Portrait: Felix Davenport Character Portrait: Willow García Character Portrait: Winston Parks Character Portrait: Veronika Mikhailov Character Portrait: Angelina B. Croce Character Portrait: Noah Oliver Character Portrait: Alice Jung Character Portrait: Carissa Seong Character Portrait: Dashiel Borrows Character Portrait: Kara McDougall
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Veronika stretched her leg out across the bench and reached forward to her toes. She could feel the slight pull in her thigh before she eased back up and rolled down again. It had been a long morning, she mused as she pulled off her second boot. Triple salchow after triple salchow. She landed the last one awkwardly, skidding along the ice. Her fingers were red from the surface water and she could feel a bruise beginning to bloom on her thigh.

She threw her boots into her bag and slid the band from her hair. She shook her head trying to get the damp kink out of it. Veronika was halfway through finger brushing her hair when she heard her phone buzz. Weird, she thought. Who was texting her this early in the morning? She put the thought out of her head and headed out to the parking lot. Veronika pulled her coat around herself as the cold morning air bit through her. She threw her bag onto the passanger seat and sighed.

The last fall. The last frigging fall. She had almost had it and she fell. Veronika slammed her hand against the steering wheel. The horn echoed across the lot as she sank lower into her seat as a few heads turned her way. She slid her phone from the front pocket of her bag and tapped on the unknown number.

Uknown
I know what you did.
Autumn


Her hands shook. This had to be a sick joke. It had to be. She dropped her phone onto her lap and started her engine. What kind of sick prank was this? Who pretended to be a dead girl to text people? Her father had always said that this had been a nice town with nice people. Clearly. Veronika picked her phone back up.

To:Unknown
Is this supposed to be a joke?


To: All
Finished practice. Anyone need a ride?


A second later her phone buzzed. 'Failed to send' flashed up. Veronika cursed in Russian and dropped her phone onto the seat next to her. She rested her head against her hands and took a deep breath. This was fine. She hadn't done anything wrong. Veronika set her car in gear and pulled out of the lot, driving slowly as she waited for a response from her friends.

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Character Portrait: Felix Davenport Character Portrait: Willow García Character Portrait: Winston Parks Character Portrait: Veronika Mikhailov Character Portrait: Angelina B. Croce Character Portrait: Noah Oliver Character Portrait: Alice Jung Character Portrait: Carissa Seong Character Portrait: Dashiel Borrows Character Portrait: Kara McDougall
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Even though it was October, Noah wouldn't miss a morning run. It was the only approved way to get out of the house before anyone else was awake. Normally his mother was up by 6:30 making breakfast, so he always tried to leave by 6:15. But the pregnancy had been difficult for her so far, and the doctor had ordered bed rest for most of the day. She couldn't stand it, but she didn't dare risk disobeying.

The cool air wrapped around his legs and arms as Deep Blue Scene's latest album streamed through his cordless earbuds. Their music had always been more appropriate for cold seasons. His sneakers struck the pavement to the even 4/4 rhythm of "Free Fire." His lungs burned from the chill of the air as he jogged up the driveway of the Oliver family home.

The music volume dropped as his text tone sounded, but he didn't bother to check it. Instead, he climbed the stairs, headed straight for the shower to wash away the layer of sweat on his skin. He turned the water as hot as he could stand and stepped in, letting the heat thaw the frost in his bones. He missed two-a-days. Soccer practice was the best excuse to leave early and come home late that anyone could ask for, but the off-season league only practiced after school. He supposed it could be worse, though. As soon as indoor started, he'd be down to three practices a week until the regular season.

Soon enough, he couldn't put off getting out anymore. He had to get dressed and face the smell of bacon and eggs from the kitchen. So he did.

Noah couldn't remember ever seeing his father cook before, but here he was for the third week in a row, preparing breakfast for the family. Noah finally checked his phone.

Unknown
I know what you did.
Autumn.


The text itself was disturbing enough. I know what you did. But the signature at the bottom was enough to make him want to smash his phone on the spot. Autumn. Impossible. Autumn. She died. Autumn. People don't just come back from the dead. Autumn Autumn Autumn.

"Who's texting you this early?" his father asked with a frown.

Noah locked his phone and gave an innocent smile. "Just Dash," he lied. "It's nothing important. Just jokes."

"You know we still need to meet Dash," his mother said from the kitchen table, surprising Noah. He nearly jumped out of his skin, but he managed to calm himself before either of his parents saw.

"Yes, ma'am, soon, maybe," he said dismissively, and he began to set the table. It wasn't that he was worried about what they would say about his best friend. On the contrary, he knew exactly what they would think about his tattoos, his piercing, his clothes. It was something he would avoid if he possibly could. His father piled bacon, eggs, and toast on to each plate. The three of them sat at the little round kitchen table, breakfasts steaming on their plates, but none of them made any moves to eat.

"Would you like to lead us in saying Grace, Noah," his father ordered, cloaking the demand in the trappings of an offer.

"Yes, sir." He knew the prayer by heart. He could recite it without an issue beside the dryness of his throat and the anxiety ripping at his chest. So he did.

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AGE // sixteenxBIRTHDATE // July 2nd, 2001x.SEXUAL // heterosexualx.ROMANTIC // quasiromanticxxFACECLAIM // odeya rushx.xHEX // #3f8cb0 | #8dbabax.xSECRET // autumn's uncleImage"Shit!" Angelina's training partner grunted as the blue-eyed brunette threw the taller girl to the floor. "Damn, Lina. It's training. Don't kill me now."

It was early in the morning, but it was customary for Angelina and her mixed martial arts team to practice at a time like this. Angelina's team was incredibly competitive, and practiced often to hone their skills; it had instilled a good work ethic in Angelina.

"Come on, Regina," Kadek Gerver, an experienced member of the team chastised the girl on the floor. "If you can't take being kicked in the ass by Angelina at five in the morning, then I'm sincerely concerned about what will happen to you in the ring."

Kadek Gerver was a tall woman, the twenty-year-old only an eighth of an inch short of six feet; she was in college, but still devoted time to the team. Kadek was of Indonesian and German descent, with serious dark brown eyes and long black hair that was almost always tied in a ponytail. She and Angelina had a mutual respect; they were both too serious to be close friends, though. The two sparred a decent amount, giving tips to each other about technique and anything of the like.

Regina van Aalsburg, on the other hand, had a more relaxed persona. She stood at 5'8", and was pure European, with her pale porcelain skin and chalky blonde hair, along with her muted jade green eyes and prominent Roman nose. Angelina would be lying if she said the blonde was a bad athlete; she definitely wasn't, but Regina, to be honest, was more of a softball player than a fighter. Nonetheless, the blonde had potential.

"You need to improve your reaction time," Angelina told the girl on the floor bluntly. "It's not your actual defensive technique that needs help; responding to your opponent's movements quickly enough is something you need to spend time on." Angelina gestured towards Saki Mac Aodhagáin, a petite Irish and Japanese girl known for her speedy yet brutal attacks. The freshman girl was an unconventionally skilled combatant. "I'd send you off to Saki, but you won't be able to catch up to her anytime soon."

Regina grit her teeth, clearly annoyed at the prospect of being compared to a 13-year-old high schooler who had yet to reach a height of five feet or a weight of ninety pounds. "Fine," the blonde spat out grudgingly. "What do you want me to do?"

In the end, Angelina sent the blonde to their coach, who in turn yelled at Regina to do intense drills until she literally collapsed. Angelina sparred with Charles Vogt, a boy a year above her. Lina didn't think the teenager was aware that she understood the unsavory German phrases he muttered to himself during their water break.

The team's morning practice ended when it was almost seven. Angelina felt her phone vibrate with text notifications as her coach informed them about the quick practice that afternoon and a treat at some ice cream store that would soon follow, along with an upcoming competition. Coach Rome dismissed the team and Angelina left the building, bag on her shoulder as she turned on her phone.

Angelina wasn't fond of texting, since she had to pay to do so. Therefore, Angelina didn't use the traditional texting app and chose to use a less-known, but one that was free of charge. Angelina very rarely got prank-texted for this very reason. All her friends respected her opinion on texting and specifically messaged Lina using a free messaging app.

However, no one outside of Angelina's circle of friends knew this little tidbit about her. The brunette raised a brow suspiciously when she saw that an unknown number had sent her a message. She didn't trust this at all.

From: Unknown Number
I know what you did.
Autumn.

Angelina's eyebrows shot up as a flurry of panic passed through her. Usually, she was an incredibly logical person, and would've passed this off as some stupid prank. However...

Only Angelina's friends knew about how she texted (that included Autumn). Only the people closest to her could even be on the right track of finding out what she had done (that included Autumn). Only a small fraction of people would be personally offended by what she had done.

(That included Autumn.)

But Autumn was dead. Her body was found after she supposedly threw herself off a lighthouse (Angelina knew that might not be true, but Autumn couldn't possibly be alive).

Soon after contemplating over the message she received, Angelina received another one.

From: Veronika Mikhailov
Finished practice. Anyone need a ride?

Marianna had dropped Angelina off in the morning, and unfortunately, Lina's older sister was busy at the moment. The brunette quickly typed out a response.

To: Veronika Mikhailov
I'm at my MMA training center. Thanks.

Over her years, Angelina had adamantly refused to use chat speak, or nickname her friends in the texting app she used. The brunette opened a web browser, choosing to read an article while patiently waiting for Veronika to arrive.

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Character Portrait: Felix Davenport Character Portrait: Willow García Character Portrait: Winston Parks Character Portrait: Veronika Mikhailov Character Portrait: Angelina B. Croce Character Portrait: Noah Oliver Character Portrait: Alice Jung Character Portrait: Carissa Seong Character Portrait: Dashiel Borrows Character Portrait: Kara McDougall
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Felix started out his morning as he did any other - being crushed by the weight of his sister, Zehra, jumping on him. Wincing slightly in pain, Felix pushes her off onto the bed and sits himself up. Zehra just stared at him, a grin plastered over her face. Felix knew she didn't realise that she wasn't eight any more, and he couldn't really take the weight of her whole body now. Alas, that was something he couldn't tell her though, not when she derived so much joy out of trying to make him mad by waking him up in this manner. "Morning Z," Felix says, the end of his sentence turning into a yawn as he stretches. "Mom says you gotta get up so," She picks up a pillow, "Get up you lazy bones!" Zehra shouts, continually hitting him with said pillow. "I'm up, I'm up." Felix laughs, getting out of bed and moving a strand of hair out of his face.

Ushering Zehra out of his bedroom so that he can get ready for the day, Felix leans back on the close door and sighs, the smile fading from his face. Another day without Autumn. He let that sink in for a moment before shaking his head and standing up. Knowing that she wasn't here gave Felix a cold feeling in his stomach and his eyes began watering, but he also knew that he couldn't let his family see him like this. It wasn't right to make them worry about him, he was fine really, some mornings were just harder than others. Walking over to his adjacent bathroom, Felix rests his palms on the corners of his sink, feeling the cool marble sooth his hot skin - something that often happened when Felix got worked up and sad - looking at his slightly puffy reflection for too long.

Not realising how long he had zoned out for, Felix hears his mother shout up the stairs. "Felix, breakfast is getting cold!" He ha to go. Shoving on a typical outfit of black skinny jeans, a plain white t-shirt at least two sizes too big and an even larger red jumper, Felix makes his way downstairs and into the kitchen.

"Morning son." His dads says, peering over his opens newspaper to look at Felix, to which his son nods his good morning. Taking a seat at the dining table next to his little brother, Zachariah nudges Felix to look at something on his phone. Glancing at the screen, Felix sees a video of girls talking to the local news. Turning up the volume on his brother's phone, it becomes obvious that they're talking about Autumn. Felix didn't even recognise them, but they way they spoke about her was as if she'd been their best friend for years. It wasn't right. Feeling his throat start to tighten, Felix goes to stand up and rush out of the room but before he can his mother is upon them. Snatching Zachariah's phone out of his hand she gives him a quick glare, before turning her gaze back to Felix. "Sit, honey, you need to eat before school."

Placing a strained smile on his face, Felix nods. Grabbing a lukewarm piece of toast from the table (that's what he gets for being so late down), Felix tries his best to finish it but only manages half. Washing that down with a glass of orange juice, Felix finally stands up from his seat, "I have to go or I'll be late." Is all that comes out of Felix's mouth before he exits the kitchen.

Grabbing some busted old sneakers from beside the door, Felix pulls them on, grabs his bag and exits out into the cold morning. It's then that his phone vibrates. Expecting a text from one of his friends, Felix unlocks his phone, but what he reads is far from a friendly message. I know what you did. That is enough to stop Felix in his tracks, not even three steps out of his door and Felix already wants to go back inside. However what really chills his blood is the signage, Autumn.

No. This cannot be happening. It had barely been a month since her death and people were already trying to mess with him? What was happening. Felix's head started to spin as he headed back for home. Where it was safe. However just as Felix was about to pound on the door, another text comes through that grounds him. Veronika. A friend. Hastily texting her back, Felix can't help but notice the slight shaking in his fingers.

To: V
I could use a lift, just left my house.


Felix knew it shouldn't be too far out of Veronika's way as he didn't live that far from where she had practice. Taking a seat on the steps that led down from his front door, Felix focused on his breathing as another text came through. This time, It was from Carissa.

To: Cari
I'll be there :-)


Now, all he could do was wait for Veronika, and think about that awful text.