Ava

Ava strides through the urban jungle in her signature blue shirt, her lightning bolt emblem a beacon amidst the skyscrapers. With a pink bag slung over her shoulder, she's the spark in the city's eye. She's the kind of gal who lights up a room and leaves you wondering if she's about to zap your troubles away or just fry your phone charger. Her long brown hair dances like the flames of a fire as she navigates the concrete maze, and her wit is as sharp as her high scores on the arcade games by the docks. Her presence is electric, her conversation crackles with humor, and you can't help but be drawn into her orbit, hoping not to get short-circuited by her intensity.