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Name: Aubry Lynn Torres
Nicknames: Bree or Lynn or Torres

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Gender: Female
Age: 19
Height: 5'4
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Appearance: Aubry has dark brown hair and brown eyes.

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Personality: To be RPed

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History: Aubrey started getting depressed when she start high school. She really never thought all that much about it. Just kind of thought she was having a shitty day, but then it turned it weeks months and before she knew it a year had past and she only had a very good days strung together. By the was eighteen she was in college and starting wonder what she was even doing, why she even bothered to get out of bed in the morning. Didn't seem like anyone cared all that much to see her anyway. Parents were always off at work only had a couple friend as school, every terrible feeling or memory she ever had on constant reply in her mind she finally gave in. Her first thought was to take a few handfuls of her roommates sleeping pills but she quickly realized she wouldn't feel anything. She hasn't really felt anything in so long she really wanted to go out feeling something, even if it was just more pain. So instead she walked into the closet and grabbed a knife. She slit both her wrist, as deep as she could manage and then just, laid back on her bed. The only reason she even survived was because her roommate came back from work early.

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Other: She has thick scars on both her wrists, that she usually hides with long sleeved shirts.
She doesn’t have any of the tattoos in the photos above, but does have one on her back.
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She is always wearing this jewelry and almost never takes it off. Kind of occasionally messing with them sort of makes her feel better. Keeps her mind from wondering to some terrible shit about her past.
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Soon Aubrey was up next, since she been looking at the menu she already knew what she wanted. So she gave the cashier a small smile before ordering. "Ummmm...... venti White Chocolate mocha. With ummm caramel pump" she said, not really she sure said that right but it was the best she could do, since she's never really done this before. After a few questions it was time for her to pay, so she handed the cashier her bluebird blue, which was basically a debit card.
The cashier took the card and nodded slightly before swiping it. Seconds later the cashier visibly rolled his eyes, "It was declined" he said and handed it back to her more then a little rudely.
Aubrey frowned, "What!" she have squeaked, "I uh... I-I just put m-money on it yesterday."
"Not my problem lady" The cashier said and again rolled his eyes "Next" he yelled and gestured for the guy behind her to hurry up and get to the counter already, deciding that he was already done with the girl dressed in a baggy sweater and leggings.
Aubrey was kind of speechless and just blankly stared at him a moment before kind of just ambling out of line. She was so completely embarrassed that she just looked straight down at the ground and kind of just hurry out the front door. She didn't want to stay in there a second longer, she felt like literally everyone was watching and judging her, even if logically that made no sense. Either way she stopped right outside the shop, that she now vowed never to go back into, to catch her bearings.

Did you have anything specific in mind? Or just the general mental illness or depression plot.