Character Bio (Move your mouse to reveal the content) Character Bio (open) Character Bio (close) Atropa Trist | 21 | Receptionist at Summer's Dream Hotel Atropa is a quiet girl who is known to be quite bold when she speaks. She believes that the truth is the best you can give someone, so she never holds back. Although she can come off as unkind because of this, it's not true. She's a very kind girl, she just doesn't believe in being dishonest or sweetening things. She also has quite a temper, and can take weeks to totally forgive someone once they've hurt her or pissed her off. Atropa grew up in a wealthy household, never wanting for anything. She was spoiled rotten, but grew up to be a decent person. When she turned eighteen, she left for the Summer, which eventually led to her finally landing in the town of Summer's Dream, where she currently lives. Her parents send her money every month, but she also works as a receptionist at the local hotel. The day was warm and sunny, as usual in Summer's Dream- a town that practically had eternal Summer and Spring. Atropa had woken up early that morning, for unknown reasons, and finally, after tossing and turning for two hours, decided to get up. She'd taken her shower and shaved, done her hair and makeup, and had gotten dressed, and then sat on her bed, unsure of what to do. She still didn't have to be at work for another two hours, and there wasn't exactly a lot of things to do in the small town. Sighing, she'd finally decided to go to the local coffee shop and grab a blended mocha. She grabbed her purse, keys, and laptop, before leaving her house and locking the door. Her parents had sent her monthly allowance, and she had more than enough money to do whatever she felt like. Typically, she shopped online for hours, since Summer's Dream didn't have a lot of shops. The coffee shop was only a block away, so she decided to walk, and enjoy the sunshine. When she entered, the bell rang above the door and the workers looked up, smiling. She was a regular, so they made her coffee without even asking what she wanted, and brought it to her at the small table she sat at with her laptop open. She'd decided to buy a few more things online, and then she checked her facebook. Nothing interesting in social media, she finished up her coffee and left, leaving a ten dollar tip for the workers as usual, glancing at her watch and realizing it was almost time for her to be at work. She stopped by her house first, dropping off her laptop, and then she left once again, and locked the door. Since work was farther away than the coffee shop, she decided to drive, getting in her cherry red Mustang- a recent gift from her father- and made her way to the hotel. Yawning, she entered the hotel and smiled sleepily at the other workers before getting behind the desk, slipping on her name tag, ready for another day at work.