Payton

[Payton Meier]

Payton Meier

Full name: Payton Kendall Meier
Nicknames: none
Gender: female
Age: 20
Nationality: Polish,German

Hair: Dark blonde
Eyes: Hazel
Height: 5ft 6 in.
Weight: 125 lbs.
Build: Lean, with some muscle.

General likes: Animals, summer/hot weather, running, blasting music, nature, fast driving.
General dislikes: Winter, bitches, conceited people, rodeos.

Personality: Payton is generally a nice person who gets along with everyone, and she's very laid back. She's extremely overprotective, and will go far for the well-being of her friends and loved ones.

History: She grew up in the one and only Windy City(Chicago). Her parents are an average middle class family. There were never any horses in the city, and after high school, Payton got a car, took her dog and decided to start out fresh, hoping to get a job at some kind of horse farm.

Roleplay sample: Aqua colored optics opened slowly, then instantly closed to the sight of the blinding sunlight. God…dammit. the female mumbled sleepily and pulled the linen sheets over her head, snoozing for a few minutes. Finally, she opened her eyes under the covers and slowly pulled them down, after which she rose and walked to the bathroom. Not seeing that he door to the bathroom was closed, she banged her head right on the wooden barrier. Ow…she whined and opened the door, then brushed her teeth with her eyes half closed and went through her whole morning routine. More awake now, the young woman pulled out a simple t-shirt out of her closet and pulled a sweater over it, then grabbed a pair of sweatpants and slid her new Nikes on. Digits grabbed her car keys and phone on the way out and she drove to the farm where she was working at. She parked her vehicle and slowly got out, shivering as the cold wind blew across the property. She was greeted by several knickers as she entered the main barn, and several chestnut, bay, and grey heads stuck out of their stalls as the human passed by. Katja smiled to herself; animals always made her day, no matter how bad it got. Digits gently ran over a charcoal black stallion’s neck. Aren’t you a pretty one? she muttered to the creature, and he bobbed his head up and down, as if agreeing with Katja. She chuckled and shook her head, then traveled farther down the quiet, cool, dark aisle. Digits grabbed 2 empty buckets and she filled them both with feed, then carried the heavy buckets, then repeated the action until she fed all 20 horses in the barn that she was responsible for. The other grooms weren’t here yet;it was only 6 in the morning,though. She yawned and watered the creatures, then sat down for a minute. It was getting warmer, and it was already hot for so early in the day, so Katja stripped off her sweater and placed it on the haybales. She ran a hand across the v-neck t-shirt, and stared off into the distance.
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