Criminology major at Berkeley. Kind of taking after my dad I guess, he’s the Sheriff back home. I’d been looking at getting into the FBI back home. Maybe something I can wind up doing here one day if we stick around long enough. Dude, you died from a bad hot dog? That…really sucks. Thanks, I think - well, everyone thinks there’s like, duplicate versions of us back home so at least he isn’t alone I guess.
I’ve basically been in love with her since the third grade.
No judgement when I suck. Okay, a bit of judgement is acceptable. Cause I’ll definitely suck.