𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧Wells is attractive, and he's well aware of it. His hair is somewhere between light brown and dirty blonde, it honestly depends on the lighting. His eyes, sparkling with mischief, are a dark blue, like sapphires almost. He's slender, and has a rather athletic build. It's clear just by looking at him, that he cares about his body, and spends plenty of time at the gym. He's not abnormally tall though, because that would be unfair. He stands somewhere close to 5'10. His skin tans rather easily, but normally it's pretty light, and exceptionally blemish free, not including the freckles that dot his face.
𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞Wells Montgomery
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫Male
𝐀𝐠𝐞Nineteen
𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧College Student
𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲Not many people can honestly say that they dislike Wells. He's intelligent, clever, funny, and kind. Wells loves to laugh, and to make others do so as well, and as such, he's always cracking jokes. It can get annoying sometimes, but that's definitely not his intention. Wells is, for the most part, a good guy. He's always one to stand up for what he believes in, and is loyal, almost to a fault. He despises those who go back on their word, and everyone who knows him knows it.
On the other hand, Wells can be a bit of an asshole. Stubborn to a fault, and arrogant to boot, Wells can sometimes be a pain to deal with. In certain situations, it become his way or the high way. Couple that with a penchant for outbursts, and Wells can be a bit of a child when things don't go his way. Luckily, the time for growing up has come.
𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝For the most part, Wells had a normal childhood. His mom and dad were both defense attorneys in California, and they raised him well. From a young age, his life was built on the morals they held close to them in the courtroom: truth, justice, and respect. This led to him being an upstanding citizen of the community, one that led to the admiration of many of the family's friends. Everyone loved Wells, and he loved it.
Growing up, Wells found himself on the smarter side of the scale, excelling in most educational pursuits. Many figured he'd be a scientist, or a lawyer like his parents, given the advanced vocabulary he used. But Wells had his sights set on other goals. He wanted to be an author. He wasn't sure what he wanted to write, hell, maybe he'd dabble in journalism, but he knew he loved the feeling of a pencil to paper, churning out words to move people.
As he went through high school, this goal was an unwavering one, and he found himself applying to college in the Bainbridge Island area. With some money from his parents, he got himself an apartment near school and settled in, and he flourished. He made plenty of friends, and his degree was coming along quite nicely. He even got an internship at a small newspaper that was just getting off the ground. Life was good.
And then the world went to shit.
