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WRITER INFORMATION —

Name/alias: frankie

Age: 28

Time zone: gmt+8

Pronouns: any

Triggers: n/a

CHARACTER INFORMATION —

Faceclaim: aaron taylor-johnson

Full name: sasha leon grimm

DOB & age: november 12 ( 31 years old )

Zodiac sign: scorpio

Gender & pronouns: cis man, he / him

Occupation: cook at a local pizzeria ( can i submit a location for this? if not i can totally just choose another resto, i just enjoyed the idea of him working at a chuck e. cheese-coded establishment fdjhsd )

Neighborhood:

Length of residency: 9 years

3 positive traits: adaptable, sociable, loyal

3 negative traits: frivolous, easily distracted, passive

INTRODUCTION —

Trigger warnings: substance abuse, injury

sasha was born in rochester, new york to two hard-working and loving parents and the best big sisters in the world. his family has always been supportive of each other; their mother, especially, had been hands-on in raising her three children despite having a full-time job. as the youngest and the only son, sasha was closest to their mother and was (and still is!) very much a mama's boy.

he does also share a strong bond with both his sisters; he loved having tea parties and being the dress-up doll for his girly girl eldest sister while also being the guinea pig and frankenstein's monster for his middle sister nicola's science experiments.

he was a hyperactive kid from the get-go, had energy reserve upon energy reserve, bouncing off the walls and relentlessly pestering his sisters. this gave his parents the idea to get him into sports, and he fell in love with baseball from the moment he was handed a bat on his first tee-ball practice. he would play other sports as well, as he grew older, like football and soccer, but baseball had proved, in time, to be his one true love.

sasha is dyslexic and was also diagnosed with apd and adhd when he was eight, which was a great source of insecurity for him and rendered academics difficult to navigate. despite this, he enjoyed quite a popular status in both middle school and high school as a jock, even dubbed by the faculty as the boy version of his eldest sister who, during her time, was your typical 'it girl' as head cheerleader and prom queen.

his athleticism was his only saving grace—that and after-school tutorial sessions—and with continuous hard work, he was able to get an athletic scholarship to north carolina state university in raleigh to play for the wolfpack baseball team. like most college kids, it was his first time ever truly being away from home when he'd been so dependent on his mother and sisters for the first 18 years of his life, which was probably the biggest adjustment besides keeping up with the demands of college academics so he can keep his baseball scholarship.

it was sometime during the early part of his junior year, however, that sasha would slowly start to lose a little bit of himself. he would enter a relationship with a girl a couple of years his senior named gracie, an nc state dropout who worked at the local dive bar his team took him to on his 21st birthday. gracie was something of an enigmatic, if not deeply troubled soul who had sasha wrapped around her dagger-tattooed finger. soon, he'd start missing practice more often and when he did show up, he was either drunk or high or severely hungover. he'd even started neglecting his classes which put his scholarship in serious risk. when his mother was contacted about his performance, stella had chalked it up to his grieving his father's recent death and had cut him some slack, though she knew that it had his son's green-haired girlfriend written all over it. things would then only start to get worse.

he'd injured his knee during a game, forcing him out of the team and consequently losing his scholarship. baseball was the only thing he had going for him, having no other plans for his future that now unfortunately started to look bleak. he dropped out at the end of his junior year but remained in raleigh where he moved in with gracie. he hadn't told his family about dropping out, had only lied to them and said that he would be spending the summer in los angeles with his teammates for training (which was a thing that was really supposed to happen before shit hit the fan). it was after rejecting the invitations of his oldest sister, who had been living in LA at the time, to meet up that she started to become suspicious of his true whereabouts. a quick call at the school would reveal that sasha was, in fact, no longer enrolled.

his mother, who had already moved back to her hometown in michigan at the time, wanted to come and get him, but he resisted, instead latching on to gracie and putting his future on her incapable shoulders. the pair would decide to leave raleigh. or, a more accurate way to put it: gracie had wanted to break up with him and leave raleigh to find her 'true passion and life's purpose' but he'd insisted on them staying together as he was afraid to be alone and return to his family with his tail tucked between his legs.

for half a year, he and gracie would travel from state to state with both of them working the odd job here and there, living in motels until gracie would get bored and decide it was time to move. sasha had started drinking more, even developing a bit of a pill habit to manage the pain in his knee, which put even more of a strain on their already loose-threaded relationship. and then, gracie left.

quite literally, one morning, with her bags already packed and her mind already made. she wanted to do more with her life and put herself back on the right path and when he'd made it apparent that he was making no effort on his end to get better, she decided that it was best they part ways.

alone for the first time in his life, sasha continued what gracie started, on his own now, until he'd woken up on a motel bed that might as well have been made out of cardboard on his 22nd birthday, stinking of piss and vomit that he knew he needed to swallow his pride and call his mom.

starting his life all over again in woodside, michigan, living with his mother at 22 years old with no degree and definitely no future in the sport he'd spent nearly his whole life playing, wasn't where he'd envisioned himself four years prior. but the town had forced him to slow down and perhaps think more about what he was going to do with his life next.

unfortunately, it's been nine years and he isn't any closer to figuring out the answer but at least he's got more meaningful things to fill his days with. like taking care of his mother, for instance, and helping host her book club meetings at home, or coaching the local little league team on the weekends, or watching brain-rotting tv with his nephew when his sister isn't around but also teaching him things his own father taught him that nicola's good-for-nothing ex-husband never could. he might not be no baseball star but maybe, in the end, he's a better person because of it.