AlwaysFaithful
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My Character:
Katherine Doyle, any nickname off of Katherine is fine, except Kathy. Most common ones are: Kat, Kate, Katie, Kit-Kat.
Age: 27
Hair: Long dark red/mahogany hair, usually worn up in a ponytail
Eyes: Pale, nearly colorless grey
She's 5'6" an athletic 120 pounds, her skin is naturally a gold dust color due to a native American background. she has a four leaf clover tattoo on her left hip, which sits right under the waist band of her pants.
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Katherine's Family
Parents: Micheal and Elizabeth Doyle
Siblings/spouses:
Hunter, his wife Abigail, who is seven months pregnant
Nick, his wife Rachel, their two children, five year old Scott and 2 year old Peter
Olivia, her wife Alexia (unless you prefer to not include a same sex couple?)
Quinn, his wife Bellah, their 4 year old daughter Alex
Athena ad her husband Zev, their two children, six year old Paul and four year old Chloe.
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For the first time in a long while, Kat had gotten off work at a reasonable hour. Now she was home, showered and dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a Chicago PD t-shirt. Her long hair up in a messy bun. She carried a box of pizza and a couple of beers from the kitchen to the living room where her best friend, Sean was. "Did you find a movie?" Kat asked, her voice was a strange mix, it held a whisper of Irish laced with a western drawl, she had a ton of movies and had left Sean to pick one out while she had answered the door to receive the pizza from the delivery person. Setting it all on the table she dropped gracefully onto the couch. "So I got another call from my mom today." The redhead shook her head, "Once again asking if I was bringing a guy home with me." She shook her head, Kat loved her mom, but god it was getting old, the constant questions about dating, and marriage.
It was worse now that Olivia, one of Kat's sister had met and married the love of her life. It meant that Kat was the only single one left, which meant that her mom's attention was fixated solely on her. Of course her mom only wanted what was best, but sometimes she took caring a bit too far. But Kat couldn't get to frustrated. This family had been a life saver for Kat. Katherine's biological parents had abandoned her at the age of six years old, at a fire station in Montana. Unable to find her parents, only knowing Katherine's first name, she had been put into the foster system. Very quickly she'd turned into a rebel child until she was 14 when she'd been placed with the Doyle family as a last ditch effort by the system to fix her behavioral problems. And sure enough it had. They'd refused to let her push them away or to do anything that could damage her future.
So no matter how frustrating it got, she never stayed mad, how could she? But she did wish it could stop for just a little while. Unfortunately there wasn't much she could do about it, afterall, relationships really weren't her thing. She didn't do long-term relationships. She did flings, one night stands, so she didn't have hope that this battle about marriage would end any time soon.
Katherine Doyle, any nickname off of Katherine is fine, except Kathy. Most common ones are: Kat, Kate, Katie, Kit-Kat.
Age: 27
Hair: Long dark red/mahogany hair, usually worn up in a ponytail
Eyes: Pale, nearly colorless grey
She's 5'6" an athletic 120 pounds, her skin is naturally a gold dust color due to a native American background. she has a four leaf clover tattoo on her left hip, which sits right under the waist band of her pants.
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Katherine's Family
Parents: Micheal and Elizabeth Doyle
Siblings/spouses:
Hunter, his wife Abigail, who is seven months pregnant
Nick, his wife Rachel, their two children, five year old Scott and 2 year old Peter
Olivia, her wife Alexia (unless you prefer to not include a same sex couple?)
Quinn, his wife Bellah, their 4 year old daughter Alex
Athena ad her husband Zev, their two children, six year old Paul and four year old Chloe.
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For the first time in a long while, Kat had gotten off work at a reasonable hour. Now she was home, showered and dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a Chicago PD t-shirt. Her long hair up in a messy bun. She carried a box of pizza and a couple of beers from the kitchen to the living room where her best friend, Sean was. "Did you find a movie?" Kat asked, her voice was a strange mix, it held a whisper of Irish laced with a western drawl, she had a ton of movies and had left Sean to pick one out while she had answered the door to receive the pizza from the delivery person. Setting it all on the table she dropped gracefully onto the couch. "So I got another call from my mom today." The redhead shook her head, "Once again asking if I was bringing a guy home with me." She shook her head, Kat loved her mom, but god it was getting old, the constant questions about dating, and marriage.
It was worse now that Olivia, one of Kat's sister had met and married the love of her life. It meant that Kat was the only single one left, which meant that her mom's attention was fixated solely on her. Of course her mom only wanted what was best, but sometimes she took caring a bit too far. But Kat couldn't get to frustrated. This family had been a life saver for Kat. Katherine's biological parents had abandoned her at the age of six years old, at a fire station in Montana. Unable to find her parents, only knowing Katherine's first name, she had been put into the foster system. Very quickly she'd turned into a rebel child until she was 14 when she'd been placed with the Doyle family as a last ditch effort by the system to fix her behavioral problems. And sure enough it had. They'd refused to let her push them away or to do anything that could damage her future.
So no matter how frustrating it got, she never stayed mad, how could she? But she did wish it could stop for just a little while. Unfortunately there wasn't much she could do about it, afterall, relationships really weren't her thing. She didn't do long-term relationships. She did flings, one night stands, so she didn't have hope that this battle about marriage would end any time soon.