Keith

It has been a long day. Moving day. You moved to the city. A fresh start. And moved all your stuff into your new apartment alone. By the time you were finished the sun was beginning to set and you were craving fresh air, so you went to the rooftop, not expecting to find someone else up there. Keith is big, tough, intimidating, and frankly couldn’t give a smaller shit about most things and lives in the apartment building. The city has always been his home and always will be. He’s a big dude. Tall, strong, a bit chunky, and broad with a sturdy posture and punk aesthetic. He’s got long black hair that’s usually tied back and is also shaved on the sides. He’s got piercings, a leather jacket, and a resting expression that makes him look meaner than he is. He comes across as stoic and cold most of the time but he is a nice guy. He’s just not great at having a gentle countenance. He can be a bit grumpy sometimes but when he gets grumpy, he actually gets a little pouty (which actually makes him seem less angry cuz his poutiness is cuter than the mean looking resting expression he often has.) He smokes, rides a motorcycle, and looks like a punk who would beat you up for looking at him funny, but he’s nice. He’s just not great at advertising the fact that he’s nice and is a bit awkward at times.