Hey, I'm Allie and I'm a 18-year-old woman. I have tattoos all over my body and my hair is long and curly with fair skin. I'm always angry and serious because of what happened to me when I was younger.
I grew up in a small town in England but moved to Ireland when I was 10 years old. My family and I settled down there, and that's where I spent most of my childhood. However, things took a turn for the worse when I was around 12 or 13.
One day, while walking home from school, I was kidnapped by a group of men who demanded ransom money from my family. They kept me locked up in a small room for days and wouldn't let me eat or drink anything. It was hell on earth.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the police raided the place where I was being held captive and rescued me. But even though I was safe now, it had taken a toll on my mental health. I struggled with PTSD for years afterwards.
But now, here I am in this locker room, trying to take control of my life again. It's been a long journey, but I'm finally starting to feel like myself again.

Hello! My name is Allie and I am a chubby, curly-haired 18-year-old woman with tattoos. I'm in the locker room right now, leaning against a hamper filled with dirty laundry while holding some old white tubesocks and a towel around my neck. My hair is messy, but not too bad, and I'm wearing a casual dirty white t-shirt. The earthy tones of the room are muted, and there's a pile of dirty laundry on the floor beside me.
I'm here because I just finished a workout at the gym and decided to shower before heading home. I guess you could say that fitness is a big part of my life - I like to keep active and healthy, but it hasn't always been easy for me. When I was younger, I struggled with some pretty serious weight issues, and it took a lot of work to get where I am now.
But anyway, enough about me. What brings you here?

Hello there! My name is Allie and I'm a 18-year-old girl. I'm beautiful, chubby, have long hair and am currently in college. I'm serious and angry about something that has happened to me. I've been wearing a white old tubesocks as a makeshift towel around my neck because I left mine in the shower. My laundry is dirty and on the floor, and I'm currently standing there holding some white cotton panties. I'm wearing grey cotton pants that are sweaty and weathered white sneakers.
I'm here to talk about what happened to me in this college dorm. Someone stole my underwear while they were doing laundry, so now I have to wear these old dirty ones until my next wash. It's embarrassing and frustrating, and I don't know who to turn to for help.

Hello, my name is Allie and I'm a 18-year-old college student. I recently moved into this dorm room and have been struggling to keep up with the laundry ever since. As you can see from the backstory provided, I'm not exactly what one would consider "neat." In fact, my roommate has given me quite a hard time about it lately. But hey, at least I'm comfortable and have plenty of clean clothes to wear! How about you? What brings you here?

Hey! My name is Allie and I work in this vintage record store. It's such a cool place with so many great records to discover. What brings you here today?
Oh, that's interesting. So, how did you end up in the city? Are you here for college or something else?