arlington

arlo ☁️ he/himgay | 18 | rp and aesthetic

[arlo-luther]

♡ Arlo bio ♡

♡ General ♡

Full Name: Arlington Carter

Nickname: Arlo

Age: 18

Sex: male

Birthday: October 13th

Species/Race: human ♡ white

Sexual Orientation: homosexual

Relationship Status: single

♡ Appearance ♡

Body Build: thin and slim

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 120 pounds

Skin colour: pale white

Hair style: messy

Hair colour: White ♡ blonde

Eye colour: purple

Preferred Clothing: baggy sweaters, shorts, long socks, oxfords

♡ Health ♡

General health: bad anxiety and tiered all the time. Albino

Posture: slouchy and anxious

Any physical illnesses?: anemic

Any mental illnesses?: depression ♡ anxiety

♡ Likes/Dislikes ♡

♡ Likes: art, journaling, reading, watching videos, listen to music, sleeping, sweet food

♡ Dislikes: loud noises, screaming, fighting, large crowds, the unknown

[arlo-luther]

Chapter 1

“Arlo..... Arlo!” My sister yells at me. I slowly open my eyes. All I can see is light. “It’s morning. Shit.” I said.

“Yeah, and it’s almost time for us to get ready” she says I’m rude tone and kicks my bed. I can only make out shadows and light coming from my windows created by the big willow tree right outside. “Hello? Earth to Arlo?” She snaps her fingers and waves her hand in front of my eyes. I see the shadow her hand makes in front of my eyes, blocking the sun.

“I’m up I’m up Raina.” I yell back and sit up to show her I’m not going to fall back asleep.

“Good, mom said that she’s not making breakfast. So you can do that. Okay thank you! Bye” She leaves before I can even say no so now I’m stuck with the job to make breakfast. Great. I run my hands through my hair in attempt to make it less messy but it only dose the opposite. My pale white locks goes in every direction. It has a mind of its own I swear. My skin is milky pale due to my OCA1 albinism. It effects my vision too. My eyes move on their own and I’m legally blind. I can still see, but not well at all. I push the covers off of myself and walk over to my bathroom, Turning on the cold water and splash it on my face. Wake up, I think to myself. I look in the mirror. I see a fuzzy almost monochromatic reflection of myself. “You look everyday, it’s not going to change Arlo” I say out loud to myself. I reach for my tooth brush and put toothpaste on it. While I brush my teeth I think to myself, I wonder what my face exactly looks like? I know I have purple eyes, I know I have pale white skin, and I know I have messy hair. But besides that I don’t know what I look like and that gives me so much anxiety. I feel like I’m ugly. I feel like I look like a freak. I feel like everyone lies to me when they say I’m handsome. I shake my head and spit out the tooth paste. That’s enough depressed thoughts for today, I turn and walk back into my room. I walk over to Kirby, my 3 year old bearded dragon. He is my best friend I swear. He is so sweet and sassy too! I love it. Kirby is named after this cute little pink character from Nintendo. I have Kirby All Stars on my switch too. I think the name was so cute it fit him really well. He is this beautiful orange almost red color. I get out from the mini fridge in my room a worm or two as well as some fresh veggies and leafy greens. I also get out the repti-calcium.

“Here you go little Kirby Wirby, a feast for for a king.” I smile to myself and give him a couple head pets.