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Gabriel Levin

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a character in “The Secret Life of Adulting”, as played by SleepingInTheGardens

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|Full Name|
Gabriel J. Levin

|Nickname|
Gabr, used by his friends
Levin, used by colleagues
Gabby, used by his older sister to annoy him

|Birthday|
October 21st

|Age|
Twenty-Three (23)

|Nationality|
50% Russian, 50% Cuban

|Occupation|
Vocal and piano teacher

|Sexuality|
It depends on who's asking.
(closeted homosexual, which very very select few know)

|Apartment Number|
1A

|Hometown|
Hialeah, Florida




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|Quirks & Habits|
✩Clicks his tongue when annoyed or irritated by something or someone✩tapping his fingers on whatever surface when he's feeling impatient or anxious✩sends his friends random song or playlist suggestions that he believes fits them and their lives✩showers in the morning when he wakes up and at night before going to bed✩always forgets to reply to text messages✩loves to tease others just because he can✩sleeps in nothing but boxers even in the winter time✩cannot stand complete silence, he needs some sort of white noise to fall asleep.✩Likes his coffee dark and strong

|Talents(T) | Strengths(ST) | Skills(SK) |
⚘Music and anything that has to do with it has always been Gabriel's forte.⚘Sarcasm, which he considers a strength because it "helps deflect bullshit".⚘Socializing and making friends.⚘Despite everything going on behind the scenes, he's pretty level-headed and never quick to get angry or jump to conclusions.⚘Persistent and strong-willed

|Flaws/Weakness|
⚘Dishonest, not about everything but definitely about himself and his life.⚘Stubborn right down to the very core. Good luck trying to get him to admit he's wrong about something.⚘Audacious and sometimes confrontational.⚘Ignores problems.⚘Dogs, yes, dogs are a very big weakness for him.

|Hobbies|
âœĢEating âœĢListening to music âœĢCooking âœĢWatching Crime/Mystery series âœĢworking out

|Fears|
✗Heights ✗Getting close to someone only to be betrayed ✗His family finding out his sexuality ✗Being forgotten after he dies

|Secrets|
✤He's homosexual, which is kept a secret from most. A very very small handful of people knew it, and even so he lives on edge because of it.✤
✤He tells people he doesn't have any family in the United States, but his parents and sister actually live in Florida still✤
✤He moved to San Francisco not because he liked the collages there, but because he wanted to move far away from his family.✤
✤He used to shoplift when he was a teen✤
✤His first real crush was on one of his teammates from the high school basketball team.✤

|Goals/Dreams|
â˜Ŋ Record his own Album someday
â˜Ŋ Be able to accept who he is and live comfortably, without having to deal with the backlash from his family.
â˜Ŋ Visit Russia and Cuba to get to know his roots and cultures.




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|Personality|

|Social| |Witty| |Dishonest| |Stubborn| |Audacious|
Gabriel is, for lack of a better word, a complex person. He struts about as if he's got it all figured out. He gives off the idea that he's got everything he wants and needs, and that there's absolutely no problems in his life. Some may view it as fake, and maybe that's a way to describe it, but there's a lot more to it than that. Gabriel's bright smiles and long conversations aren't staged, in fact he genuinely loves to socialize and make new friends. His witty banter, sarcasm and sense of humor make it incredibly easy to get alone with him. And if he laughs at your jokes or asks about your day it's as genuine as it gets. The issue is, Gabriel is exceptionally skilled at ignoring problems in his life and pretending as if they do not exist. That's because, as well as he may seem to be able to handle himself and as put together as his life may appear, it couldn't be further from the truth. But he's got just one rule; only let people see what they won't be able to use against you.

He's dishonest, not in the sense that he's always lying to people, but more in the sense of never telling the whole truth. Sometimes even distorting facts to keep others from asking too many questions. He likes to keep a safe emotional distance, even from these he deems his close friends. This often leads him to feel lonely, but in his mind being lonely is much better than the alternative. And just try and change his mind about that. There is very few people on earth that are more stubborn than Gabriel Levin. He will stick to his own way of doing things even when he knows he's wrong. He tends to ignore advice, and challenges those that challenge him. But underneath the witty, charming, handsome guy act, he's just as scared and confused as he has been all his life.

|Likes|
▲ Strong Coffee ▲ Action/Thriller movies ▲ Music of all kinds ▲ Cooking ▲ Food, especially foods he's never tried before ▲ Late night trips to Sonic ▲ Men, though he's determined to never admit it outloud ▲ Dogs, especially large dogs
|Dislikes|
â–ŧ His family â–ŧ Mathematics â–ŧ Nosy people â–ŧ Boring conversations â–ŧ Spicy foods â–ŧ Peanuts/Peanut butter â–ŧ Pineapple on pizza â–ŧ




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|Place of Origin|
Hialeah, Florida. He was born and raised there, and lived there with his family up until he graduated high school.

|Family Tree|
Ivan Levin ✧ Biological Father ✧ Living
Anabelle Cruz ✧ Biological Mother ✧ Living
Joselynn Levin ✧ Sister ✧ Living

|Happiest Memory|
There was a point in time when Gabriel and his family got along so well. When he was younger, and he believed they'd love and support him no matter what he did. He remembers going on their annual vacations, Gabriel, his sister and his parents. His favorite one was when they went to Disney World. They spent an entire week at the resort and Gabriel had the time of his life.

|Saddest Memory|
During his high school days, Gabriel worked to get up the courage to come out to his parents. He thought about it for weeks, of how he would say it and all the possible ways it could go. Even with all the ways he thought it could go wrong, he was determined to do it. Until a certain incident in his school brought out his parents' true feelings. A student from his grade had commuted suicide by jumping off of the school roof. Gabriel barely knew the guy, but he watched it all happen. After much investigation, it was found that the boy was being severely bullied for being homosexual. Gabriel shared what had happened with his parents, but instead of being supportive and helping him get through the shock, they said something that is still engraved in his head to this day. "It's what he deserved." From then on he vowed to never talk about his sexuality with them, or anyone for that matter, no matter how much it hurt him.





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|History|

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âŖFaceclaim: Matthew NoszkaâŖ
âŖDialogue: #228B22âŖ
âŖThought: #4C4C4CâŖ

So begins...

Gabriel Levin's Story

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Character Portrait: Deanna Artaega-Mendez Character Portrait: Gabriel Levin Character Portrait: Josephine Peters Character Portrait: Vincent Reyes Character Portrait: Kenta Watanabe Character Portrait: Twyla Varma
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Everyone loves to talk about the more exciting days, the big days. The days when they're all attending some extravagant, drunken party on the beach, or the super posh wedding of a classmate no one actually cares about but you go because you were invited to a place where there is free food, and in this day and age, who turns down the prospect of free food? People are pressed about the holidays and the trips out of state, or simply out of the city that they live in. And while the Outside Lands Music Festival is something a particular group of San Francisco residents are looking forward to for tomorrow, today is just another Thursday. There are some getting ready for tomorrow's festivities, making plans to arrive when their faves are set to perform, deciding how to sneak in food so as not to be tempted to spend money. Others are just trying to make it through the rest of the day, the sun already beginning to set as make our way into the evening. As we make our way to winding down and forgetting about the very long day Thursdays always turn out to be...

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Character Portrait: Deanna Artaega-Mendez Character Portrait: Gabriel Levin Character Portrait: Josephine Peters Character Portrait: Vincent Reyes Character Portrait: Kenta Watanabe Character Portrait: Twyla Varma
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D E A N N AXA R T A E G A - M E N D E Z
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Outfit: Link Here
Location: Family Home
Dialogue Color âœĻ #3090C7
Thought Color ✧ #2A2A57



To: Gabe <3
Im making pescao en escabeche for dinner tonite. dat ok?

To: Omi, Kenta, Josie, Twyla {Mi familia}
Dinner's gonna b a lot of food, y'all can drop by ;D

With those texts sent, Deanna smiled at the cashier and finished her transaction, sliding her four bags onto both of her arms before heading towards the sliding glass doors past a small family. The greatest benefit to working for and with family was that schedules can be negotiated, much like today. Her older two brothers, Anton and Osvaldo, owned a tattoo and piercing shop fifteen minutes away from her apartment, which was why Deanna hadn't turned down the opportunity to be their receptionist. It wasn't a career she saw herself doing forever; Deanna did have plans, regardless of what anyone thought considering she had yet to decide if she was going back for a master's degree. But it was a job that helped pay the bills and it let her spend time with her brothers more, especially considering she spent the four years she had been in college avoiding her family entirely. The why wasn't something she chose to focus on at the moment, however. It led down dark pathways and Deanna would rather think about the salt-and-peppered fish steaks she'd left to sit in the fridge in her absence.

After she'd been allowed to leave an hour early (Anton had been in the middle of helping an "intern," as he called the boy; Osvaldo had a date he apparently needed a few extra hours to prepare for, which Deanna had teased him mercilessly about on the way out the door), Deanna found herself craving the firm, white flesh of fish. She wasn't much of a fan of pickles on most days, but the pickling flavors were complimented by the garlic and the olive oil her mima utilized religiously. Once that had been settled in her mind, she had hurried home, at least gotten the fish and the flour semi-prepared for her return, and then headed back out without checking to see if either of her roommates had been home. It was August, practically the end of the summer, so she wasn't pressed to have them there. Besides, Deanna actually liked beating them home, being able to greet people with dinner after a long day and no day felt longer than Thursdays. Today, for her at least, felt better than usual, and maybe it was because tomorrow was the music festival. She had taken off and bought her tickets months in advance after missing last year's festival. The pain of having missed her wife Janelle Monae had been too much for the Cuban music lover, and she vowed never again to miss such an opportunity.

Grinning to herself at the memory, Deanna put all of her bags into the backseat of 2009 Volvo V50 her mother had let her have upon college graduation. She'd been the second of the Artaega-Mendez children to graduate college (Anton had opted out of that for now) and though it had once been the family car, Deanna was still elated every time she realized that she had a car and it was hers alone. Sliding into the driver's seat, Deanna cranked the volume to her Aaliyah playlist CD up as she drove out of the parking lot and on the way home, eager to get back into her apartment to finish cooking and open the bottle of Criterion Pinot Grigio Friuli Grave. Considering she had nothing to do tomorrow other than be young and carefree for once, she hadn't been able to help but splurge just a little bit. She'd bought a few of the basics already, anyway.


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B R I A NXB R O K E N B O R O U G H
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Outfit: Link Here
Location: The Mighty Bean
Dialogue Color âœĻ #D05050
Thought Color ✧ #800000



Being on the clock didn't always include having to be on campus, which was a relief for Brian. He had already spent four years on the campus; the last thing he needed was to have to spend every single day on it feeling as if he never left. Smarter people would have left for another university. Those same smarter people weren't going to start their graduate studies in education at the same university they happen to be a teacher's aide at, so the joke's on them. The thought made him smirk to himself even as the words on the screen made him want to roll his eyes.

With it being the beginning of August and the new semester beginning within the next week, Brian didn't have to worry much about classes just yet as students were still registering for classes and in the process of moving on campus (or into their off-campus housing accommodations if they were smart and looked for cheaper places to live). He did have to worry about lesson plans, working out the last details of his newer schedule, and applying for his own grants and scholarships. He had spent the better part of the summer doing so as he had no means - since he refused to contact his father for anything - to pay for graduate school out of pocket, while helping his professor plan according for the school year, and do some final grading. Though intellectually challenging at times, the University of San Francisco could be lenient at times if the student's situation called for it, occasionally granting extensions that went into the weeks after the campus had been cleared and most students - save for summer school students - were already gone. With all of that, it had been a busier summer for Brian than he had anticipated, and he would be enjoying the last bit of summer he had left if it weren't for his own educational needs.

"Not that the universe gives a fuck about those needs either," he muttered testily under his breath before letting out a long exhale, shaking fingers pausing over the keyboard. With all the preparations he had been making for the coming school year in terms of teaching, and then acquiring the books and scheduling for his own educational needs, Brian could not - for the life of him - stare at the scholarship application before him without thinking that it was all bullshit. Bullshit, he thought. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit...and more bullshit. Because that was the only explanation he could give when he was being asked why he needed the money and all he could offer was that he fucking needed the money and who the fuck asked that kind of question? Do you think he'd be in the middle of a twenty page application if he didn't need it? He was a loser, but he wasn't the type of loser to spend copious amounts of time applying for things he wouldn't need.

Sighing again, Brian reached for his coffee only to realize that it was empty. Scowling, he closed his laptop for the moment - a moment of reprieve, thank God! - and rose, bringing the insulated travel mug with him. It was a Thursday evening, close to five pm, so the Mighty Bean wasn't flooded with do-gooders on their way to work. Instead, there were stragglers, some lingering in small groups to discuss homework or just catch up because they weren't ready to call it a day, others in various corners and at different tables like Brian - surrounded by computers and books and papers and trying to be productive about their caffeine addictions and busy schedules. After running his free hand through his tousled light brown hair, Brian then pulled out his cell phone as he waited in line to get his coffee refilled, flitting through the updates to his tumblr feed to text Vincent. At least one of them had to be having a decent day.

To: Vincent
Please tell me you're at least having a good day. Pretty sure I'm ruining my vision the longer I look at the computer screen.

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Character Portrait: Deanna Artaega-Mendez Character Portrait: Gabriel Levin Character Portrait: Kenta Watanabe Character Portrait: Naomi Watanabe Character Portrait: Ashwin Kim
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▎▏NAOMI WATANABE ▏▎
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Location: Sephora ➝ Her apartment
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Dialogue: #8B008B
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Naomi moved her wrist with exact precision, her dark eyes focused on the wide brush being tapped against skin, leaving behind a luminescent power that highlighted the woman's cheekbones. After a couple more taps, she took a step back to study her own work. "One more thing!" she declared, taking hold of a small, black bottle that read "All-nighter" and instructing the woman to close her eyes. Once done, Omi released a few sprays of the liquid over the entirety of the face before close it back up and setting it down on the counter beside her brushes. "All finished, my dear." She then swirled the chair around so that the customer could see herself in the vanity mirror, and was instantly met with a gasp of delight. "I'm a whole new person!" The make-up artist smiled, handing the woman back her purse. "Go out there and turn some heads!" she exclaimed while handing the woman her purse.

Once she'd gone, Omi quickly moved to clean up her station. That had been her last appointment for the day and all she wanted to do now was go home, take a hot shower and binge on Netflix. Maybe, if she managed to motivate herself enough, she'd hop over to Dee's and Gabe's place for dinner. In fact, she was almost certain Dee had already messaged her about it. And sure enough, when she finally got the chance to check her phone, there it was under a group chat. Setting her apron aside, Omi took a moment to respond and let Dee know that she'd be there sooner or later.

To: Mi Familia
MSG: You know you can always bribe me with good food.
MSG: Enta, if you get home early could you take out the trash, please n thank u


The messages were sent, one right after the other, before she put her phone away. It was mid-evening on a Thursday, so it was no surprise that the store was relatively empty. A complete contrast to how it'd been that morning. Of course, Omi was once again stuck with working the busier shift. "Headed home?" Cindy's voice came from behind her. Naomi twirled on her heels to face her while pulling her purse strap over her head and letting it rest on her shoulder. "That was the last appointment for today, so i'm free.". Cindy simply nods, picking up a stray brush from the ground. "Alright babe, go home and rest. And have fun tomorrow!" Omi simply responded with a thumbs-up and headed for the exit. "See you Monday!" Though she only needed the following day off, Naomi had decided to take a mini vacation. She was off from both her job for the next three days, which she hopes to utilize for spending some time with friends, and most importantly, her brother.



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▎▏GABRIEL LEVIN ▏▎
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Location: work ➝ His apartment
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Dialogue: #228B22
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It'd been a long day for Gabriel to say the least. To start off, he hadn't slept much, though that had been 110% his fault, given that he had chosen to stay up to watch Criminal Minds. He'd probably gotten about five or so hours of sleep, which then led him to wake up late and not having time to make himself some coffee. He made it to work just in time, and the day had been more busy than usual. Thankfully, for the sake of his sanity, things began to wind down halfway through the day. Now it was time to head home, and as much as Gabe enjoyed his job, he also really enjoyed free time. He'd already asked for his Friday off and never worked on the weekends. Although, knowing the reputation that perceived his apartment, Gabe knew the peace wouldn't last long. Soon enough, someone would come to their door seeking good food.

Car keys in hand, Gabriel exited the building and settling into his car. Part of him wanted to go grocery shopping, but the other half screamed at him to just go home and enjoy what little peace and quiet he could before the guests began to show up. So he started the car, one hand resting on the steering wheel, as he read and responded to Deanna's message.

To: Dee <3
MSG: Whatever makes you smile, mi nena.

In all honesty, Gabe wasn't picky about food. He already knew Deanna could just as well, if not better than he could. Truthfully, he was just glad she was the one doing the cooking tonight. Before starting on his trek to the apartment, he decided to send out a couple more messages. Some were necessary, while others were just an excuse to talk to the person on the other side.

To: Omi
MSG: If/when you come over tonight, bring some dessert :)

To: Ash
MSG: Stop moping, I can feel it all the way from here.
MSG: btw have you seen my headphones.... I lost em again.

With the messages sent, Gabriel let his phone settle into the cup holder beside him, the tunes from it automatically connecting to his car radio, and took off towards what he called now his home, sweet home.

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Character Portrait: Gabriel Levin Character Portrait: Lillian Velasquez Character Portrait: Vincent Reyes Character Portrait: Ashwin Kim Character Portrait: Brian R. Brokenborough
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Ashwin laughed at Brian, who jumped up and eyed his roommate. "Sorry, did not mean to scare you. Or did I?" His gaze flashed over toward Vincent whenever Brian mentioned him and gave him a head nod. Ashwin's phone chimed from the inside of his pocket as he reached inside and grabbed it, pulling it out to review the message that was from Gabriel or Gabe, as he had liked to call him. He slipped his phone back inside of his pants pocket as he chuckled and shook his head at the message, thinking to himself that Gabe would lose his head if it wasn't attached to his body.

"Uh, I would but Gabe lost his headphones." Ashwin informed them then nodded his head to the side. "So, I gotta go and help him look for them or else he'd be even more lost." Ashwin chuckled at his own words because they were true and almost everyone knew it. But just as he looked at them, they were already heading up to Vincent's apartment and Ashwin trailed closely behind them.

When they walked inside of the apartment, his eyes widened at the cleanliness of the place and wanted to offer a compliment but did not want to offend him in the process either. Vincent had offered for them to take a seat and Ashwin held his hand up, shaking his head. "I'm perfectly fine with standing. I have to leave after this drink anyway."

Ashwin mentioned that last part to the both of them and grabbed a glass, holding it up so that it would clink with Vincent's and Brian's glass then chugged his drink down. His cheeks were puffballs before he swallowed the drink hard and groan a little. "Wow. That's the good stuff." He muttered then sat down his glass down and gave Vincent a thumbs up. "Thanks for the drink and I will be back for some more." Ashwin then nudged his roommate, Brian and pinched his cheek playfully. "Don't stay out too late, hon." He teased him, always liked to tease his roommate. "Later, guys."

Ashwin waved his hand at the duo of guys and went to his own apartment, remembering that he did not text Gabe back and cursed underneath his breath. He was standing outside the door of his apartment as he took out his phone and started to type a message toward Gabe.

To: Gabe
Hey, dude, hella late response but yeah, I think you left them at my apartment. I'm here now if you want to come over and look for them. Also, I mope if I want to!


He had sent the message and grabbed his keys from inside of his pocket then entered into his own apartment, closing the door behind him. He had taken off his tie and vest then unbuttoned the cuffs of his dress shirt sleeves and rolled them up. Ashwin sat down in the chair with his tablet in hand, just checking over some information that was needed for The HUB soon.



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Today was one of her lazy days and she was going to enjoy it very much. She sat Indian style on the couch, with a sub sandwich and some plain chips on a plate and a Cola to wash it down with, clicking the remote to turn her television on and going straight to the Hulu app. She needed to catch up on a few shows but one of them was Beverly Hills, 90210, the older version and not that 90210 trash. Her eyes gazed upon the screen intently as she paid attention to every single acting detail, thinking in her head about how some scenes could've been made better. She was a huge critic when it came to shows, movies or anything else that had to do with acting and her jobs.

Lillian had been inside all day, isolated and she was okay with it but wondered what was going on tonight as she saw that the show went on one of those limited commercials and she got up. She had basically chowed down her sub sandwich and chips, feeling a bit fat afterward but let out a big burp. She covered her mouth with her hand, too then walked back over toward the couch, leaning up and grabbed her cell phone, searching for a particular contact in mind.

To: Momma Dee
Hello there. Just trying to see if anything was going on tonight. Also, love ya.


She had sent the message then lifted her gaze up to look at her television screen, twiddling her thumbs and wondering who else could she text right about. It was more than obvious that she was bored. Her roommate had some out of the state photo job to do so she was constantly left all alone almost all the freaking time now.

To: Gabe
What's up, dude? Wyd?


She sent that message then leaned back on the couch, returning to her Indian style seating position and focused her attention back onto the television screen and Hulu, reacting to some parts. In the back of her mind, she hoped that something was going on tonight because she had the perfect outfit to wear.