MEET ME BEHIND THE MALL.

BETTY ABRAMS, 35. ARTIST IN SUIT 624. i've been having a hard time adjusting. i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting. i didn't know if you'd care if i came back, i have a lot of regrets about that. pulled the car off the road to the lookout, could've followed my fears all the way down. and maybe i don't quite know what to say, but I'm here in your doorway. i just waned you to know that this is me trying. i just wanted you to know. they told me all of my cages were mental so i got wasted like all my potential. and my words shoot to kill when i'm mad, i have a lot of regrets about that

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GARRETT ASHER. 

Garrett proceeded his day as normally as he could, meanwhile his mind was going a hundred miles a hour. He was familiar with Hawthorne Tower and all the rumors; it was up to him to find a way to prove them to be true. Or, well, at least that’s the pressure he put on himself. This task wasn’t like any of the others, he needed to uncover the truth. As he was fixing the elevator in the hallway, he began to ponder of ways he could try to sneak into the office of Hawthorne himself. If there was anywhere he would hide something it would be there, right? The voice of someone behind him made him come back to reality. He turned around and gave a confused look. “Sorry, did you say something? I was kinda distracted.” 

.

It was another humid day in sunny Florida. It’s a welcomed scene for someone like Betty, as she never grew fond of being cold. Back in her hometown of Minnesota, she was constantly fighting the elements, enjoying the air but hating the chill. But, here she was, basking in the sunshine and swimming along sandy shores. It’s not long before she makes her way back to Hawthorne Tower, her place of residence for the time being. The energy there was certainly strange, you notice even upon taking one single step into the place. It was riddled with secrets, that much was obvious, mostly by the way most patrons avert their gaze quicker than anything, reluctant to be open in conversation and within their endeavors.

It’s why she’s happy to spark up some kind of conversation with someone. Anyone. Even while still clad in her swimsuit, sporting wet hair and damp skin. The handyman working the elevator will do. “Oh, I asked if I could paint you,” Betty says, recalling her previous statement that went unheard moments ago. She adjusts the strap of her tote bag against her slightly sunburn shoulder as she surveys the man before her, “I like the look here. You fixing the elevator and the light casting out by the window in the distance over there. It’s really nice. I’d add some color, though. You look like a sculpture.”

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Have you seen ELIZABETH “BETTY” ABRAMS around Hawthorne? She is a 35 year-old and has lived in SUIT 624 for TWO YEARS. She is an AQUARIUS, so they can be QUIRKY & OUTGOING, but also PESSIMISTIC & IMPULSIVE. Rumor has it, she SET HER CHILDHOOD HOME ON FIRE AND CLAIMED IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

AND AGAIN....hello, everyone!! i’m bucky, i’m 21, i go by she/her pronouns, and i live in the est timezone! i’m bringing you a second character aka mess of a woman, betty! i have a stats page for her located right HERE, a pinterest board so you can get a feel for her vibe right HERE, and a cute little social media page right HERE.

if you would like to plot with her, please feel free to message me or simply reply to this post!!! or you can hit me up on discord. my username is airy and cheesy#1149.

RUNDOWN OF BETTY’S BACKSTORY:

TRIGGER WARNINGS: fire, animal death, hoarding, and mental illness.

Born in Norway but grew up in Minnesota.

Her life has been uncomfortable from the start, her father leaving her mother when Betty was ten. Betty’s mother was emotionally abusive, mostly because of her struggles with hoarding. She always had a hard time letting things go and it impacted all of her relationships.

Betty also has attachment issues like her mother. Her suite in Hawthorne Tower is an absolute mess, resembling her mother’s condition. Though she’s in denial about that.

Was always fascinated with art and fire as a child. She always carried around a lighter with her and would often start papers on fire when she was bored. She also almost always had burns on her fingers, accompanied with paint smears and marker.

Loves balloons, her suite is decorated with various colored balloons that she replaces when they begin to deflate. 

Was in a girl band growing up called “Meet Me Behind the Mall” where she was the lead singer and guitar player. 

Was fairly popular in school. People liked her and she was kind of a slut, for lack of a better term. She got around, basically.

Bad anger issues. One of the main reason she was so popular was because people didn’t mess with her. She often started fights and she was always the one to finish them.

One day, her mother’s abuse got the best of her and Betty ended up setting her home on fire while her mother was at church. It was an act of impulse that Betty still regrets, as most of her things from her childhood are gone. But a part of her was still satisfied to see her mother’s mess become consumed in flames.

At the time, she was seventeen, but did what she could to make the fire seem like an accident. A neighbor’s beloved cat passed due to the fire because she was in the yard, which earned newfound guilt to spread through Betty. Because of this, she has her own cat named James, to make up for her guilt.

Betty eventually cut ties with her mother after many attempts to help her mentally and moved to Florida. She went to art school here before dropping out to pursue freelance art.

Her art has mixed reviews from critics. Some love her work and some hate it. 

She’s lived in Hawthorne Tower for about two years now and doesn’t let anyone inside her suite, mostly because of her own hoarding and obsessive tendencies. She fears becoming like her toxic mother but is in denial about obtaining some of her most prominent attributes. 

RANDOM HEADCANONS.

Loves balloons and they’re often featured in her art.

Betty loves all things color. Using lots of color makes her feel at ease. If you ever see her painting or drawing with dull colors it’s because she’s in a bad place.

Was briefly engaged to a stranger she met when she first arrived to Miami. Her name was Jodie and she was a much older woman but Betty claimed it was love. Oh, and she was also married.

Collects stickers and colored pencils. Way too much of them. They’re all stored in her suite and piled high.

Her art is very interesting and abstract. Betty enjoys drawing creepy faces, balloons, collage imagery, and more. She draws what she feels and it’s not always well received.

Still loves Norway and visits there often. She owns a tiny little trailer there that she goes to when she feels suffocated by her own space.

She still plays guitar and writes songs but has since broken contact with her old band members. 

Has a YouTube channel where she posts covers and videos of her drawing and painting. It’s not very popular but she gets a good amount of views for her liking.