➵ Full Name: Riley Lee Palmer
➵ Nickname: "Ri? I dunno, most people just call me "babe."
➵ Age: 22
➵ Relationship Status: "Single and looking… ladies."
➵ Occupation: Uber/Taxi driver.
➵ Appearance: Riley has been blessed with a lot of things--money, doting parents, a good education--but his most valued asset, in the opinion of his many girlfriends, is his face. The boy has the face of an angel, speckled with aesthetic-looking, and authentic, freckles, hair floppy, curly, and soft enough to make the best of models green with envy, and a lip ring on his bottom lip. In fact, the only thing not perfect about Riley is his teeth, which are finally beginning to straighten under the insistence of his parents--braces, apparently, are a good look for him too. Around town, you will see Riley mostly in comfy, yet trendy hoodies and jackets, a pair of yellow converse or vans (he owns several pairs of both), and, sometimes, a hairpin or two in his hair.
➵ Personality: At first, Riley seems like the typical flirt; never without a smooth word, always bragging about his possessions to anybody who will listen, but there's one crucial difference: he actually thinks he's the greatest. Born into immense wealth, Riley grew up with a sense of superiority that has stuck with him throughout high school and beyond: he's a snob, as much as a small-town millionaire can be, and he never quite understood the "money can't buy happiness" thing. A romantic at heart, but without any stops, he relentlessly flirts with everything alive, and on occasion, a few things that aren't. Riley has a silver tongue, but also a heart of gold--he wasn't voted student council president three years in a row for nothing--and he is generally a very talkative, even friendly individual who just happens to own fifty identical hoodies.
➵ Secrets: At his very center, Riley is dealing with the beginnings of a reckoning with his identity, and his greatest desire is to get out of his town and do something fun for once.
➵ Bio: As the only child of the most powerful family in town, Riley grew up good. Palmer Sr., a self-made millionaire due to his successful toothpaste production plant, suddenly had too much money and did not handle it well in respect to his son, pouring his fortune into every aspect of Riley's life. Therefore, the boy you see before you today: a spoiled brat, bored of everything and convinced that he's the best. Without a private school to send him too, Riley attended the local (and only) public school all his life, and therefore knows every student… especially the cheerleaders. Every inch of this miniscule town is his playground, and he lords over it like a kid in a candy store. Although, all he really does is flirt with girls and drive around town in his red MG convertible, looking for something to do.