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Name: Katelyn Hawthorne Age: 23 Apt: #B180

//Hey guys! I’m Chantella. I’m a mess, and pretty much share too much, like Kate if you’ve met her, it’s horrible. I’m sorry. Anyways, it’s time for you to understand Kate. TW: Death //

This smiley doofus grew up in Beaufort, South Carolina and wanted to live in Brooklyn to go to school for Biomed and Forensic chemistry. 

Kate grew up as an only child, but she helped her mother teach children at a daycare her entire family owned and operated. 

Her father left her mother when she was 5 months pregnant with Katelyn. She didn’t find an interest in contacting her father, and it didn’t help when her mother became extremely ill.

Kate’s mother died of a brain tumor when she was just 13. It became Kate’s goal to help others who are sick, dying, or already dead.

Katelyn lived with her older cousin until she could move into her own place.

She’s in college and really doesn’t enjoy it. She’d rather be doing anything other than studying. 

Kate LOVES coffee. If she could drink it when she sleeps, she would in a heartbeat.

She smiles so much because there’s so much she can do that will look like an accident, but no one should be scared of her.

Kate cares about anyone’s opinion and how someone is feeling. If she think’s it’s necessary she’s brutally honest.

She really hate’s when things get cancelled because she’d work really hard to get it done, or was looking forward to it. 

That’s really it for now. She’s sweet and shares a lot, I’m sorry, but she does mean well. 

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Katelyn made her way down the apartment halls after a late night at her college. She was so close to punching anyone who irritated her even in the slightest. The brunette carried four large textbooks and ten notebooks to her apartment door. She set them down as carefully as she could, yet all that quietness ended with a thud. "Motherfucker." She mumbled to herself, while going through her backpack which had another two textbooks, her laptop, and keys in it. One strap on the old bag snapped and all of her things came crashing down with a loud crash. "Oh son of a fucking bitch." The twenty-three year old, leaned against her door before sliding down it. "I hate today so much." She hung her head down to her knees.

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Katelyn had been running to the grocery store for a quick trip to get some bread and soy milk. After she locked her apartment door a paper flew and stuck to her face a little. She looked around for the source papers and the voice. She saw the ginger-haired guy. "Oh! It's quite alright." The brunette woman helped pick up the papers that had flown all over the hallway. "What do you need to get done? Is it important?"

running at maximum velocity, winston sprinted down the apartment hall leaving a trail of papers and files all over the floor. as he ran past the person getting out their apartment, a piece of paper struck them in the face and winston whipped around to apologize. in doing so, every single paper in his arms collapsed to the ground. all the poor person could hear for a few seconds was a mess of frantic apologies and the sounds of paper scuffing against the floor. “oh my god, kill me, i have to get these done! again i’m s-so so sorry.” the ginger-haired man was a mess on the floor, trying to pick up what he’d dropped.

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Katelyn shoved her phone in her back pocket and her paper in her bag. "Yeah, it really is. I was suppose to do this 6 page paper by the middle of the month, but my teacher decided that our class didn't actually need the grade for the course. I'm pretty sure it was also a part of the test grade because it was worth that many points." She noticed a stack of papers under the blonde's arm. "What's that you got there?" Kate nodded to the girl. The blonde seems familiar, maybe she lived on her floor or at least in the building for her to be a familiar face. "Wait, are that girl who wants to be an actress?" She smiled a little at her, hoping she had the right profession.

“Are you telling me, I just spent almost 24 hours on a paper that I didn’t even need to do for the class?” Katelyn grumbled to herself before looking up from her phone in front of the apartment building. “Oh. Didn’t see you there. Sorry. I just got an email saying that I didn’t need to spend a whole day going from library to library trying to figure out what the fuck this teacher was trying to make us work on.” Kate managed to calm herself fairly quick, gripping her phone in one hand and her paper in the other.

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"Are you telling me, I just spent almost 24 hours on a paper that I didn't even need to do for the class?" Katelyn grumbled to herself before looking up from her phone in front of the apartment building. "Oh. Didn't see you there. Sorry. I just got an email saying that I didn't need to spend a whole day going from library to library trying to figure out what the fuck this teacher was trying to make us work on." Kate managed to calm herself fairly quick, gripping her phone in one hand and her paper in the other.

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Katelyn sighed softly, shaking her head. “People like that are horrible. You should always pay for your own drinks. That shit is like a main course at a restaurant. I feel like that dude thought you were the Red Cross; just giving out free aid to anyone in need.” She studied him a little as he smoked. “Well, it wasn’t as fun as you. I got my biomed and forensic chemistry papers completed.” She took a swig of coffee from a recycled milk gallon. “By the time I graduate, I’m pretty sure I’ll know how to kill someone a million ways and how to keep them alive on just a few chemicals.”

“So you know I had a date last night? Yeah, he tried to buy me a drink at Therapy and all 3 of his credit cards were declined, so he asked me if I could get them!” Jayde exclaimed, shaking his head. “I was like bitch! First, you make me pay your fucking entry fee which I was like okay fine, but fucking drinks? Nah babe. I still went home with him though because he was hot to be fair, and the bulge in his pants was so obvious, although when I got him naked it was quite the disappointment. Ugh… I left as soon as I woke this morning and I’m so not going to call him. Fucking tiny dick who expects his date to pay for fucking everything.” There really was no filter with Jayde. He rolled his eyes and pulled his cigarette from his lips, exhaling smoke into the air. “But how about your night darling? Any hotties enter your bed?”