::FC:: Clara Grant

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Name: Clara Grant
 
Fritter Screen Name: ClaraGee

 Age/DOB: 21

 Height: 167 cm

 Gender: Female

 Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

 Job Occupation: Chef

 Special Skill: Sneaking around (developed the skill from sneaking pets into the house)
It's not very useful at the cafe, it really tends to cause more trouble than help. Even when she's not exactly trying to sneak around, it seems her body reflexively does it. So then people don't really where she's at and then they bump into her. Bumping around in the kitchen isn't really an ideal situation.

 Personality:
Clara is on the quiet side, not because she is shy but because she just has nothing to say. If she has a lot of things she wants to say, she’ll say them, otherwise she will remain silent. People tend to take her quietness as her being cold, though, and they begin to think she’s full of herself and whatnot (which is not true). She’s sometimes thought of as an oddball, but she doesn’t understand why. Clara is a serious person and isn’t exactly the humorous type. She is very loyal to those who she believes deserves it. She’s also really caring, and cannot ignore anyone who seems to be in need of help.

On the downside, because she has never been in a relationship, she is completely oblivious about anything that deals with romance (Don’t go to her for relationship advice people). Let’s say that her best friend is obviously in love with some guy (where, like, EVERYONE knows she likes him), Clara will not notice it. Also, if for some reason you ever break her trust, she will absolutely despise you. Though she is usually very polite and caring, she acts the absolute opposite to the people she dislikes. Regaining her trust after that would be a very hard ordeal.

Bio/History:
Since Clara was a child, she had always been a little different from the other children. While the other kids ran around laughing and screaming, she would go find a shade and play with the ants that were on the ground. Being alone didn’t bother her, the other kids weren’t fun to be with after all. She had always loved animals, even bugs, and as she grew up her love for them grew even more. When she would find a little box with kittens on the side of the road, she would beg her parents to take the kitty in. They would refuse. This became almost a routine. Each time she found a new animal abandoned on the streets she would beg, but they would always refuse. She couldn’t understand why. Why couldn’t they take the animals in? They had a warm, large house and the money to take care of the animals, so why wouldn’t her parents help the poor animals? This was the question she had always asked herself.

On her way home in 10^th grade, she found a Munchkin kitten on the side of the street. It was so small, and it looked so frail. Without hesitating Clara gently grabbed the kitten and hid it in her bag. Her parents never noticed the quiet mews coming from her bag as she made her way to her room. She taught the cat to stay quiet and used her allowance money to buy cat food and litter. It was difficult at first, to try and sneak the things in, but eventually she became very good at it. While at home, she would play music in her room rather loudly so that she could play with the cat, talk to it, and allow it mew whenever it wants without her parents knowing. Her parents would always scold her, but she ignored it. They only thought that she was being rebellious.

When she became 16, she found a job right away so that she could take care of even more animals. The number of animals she had then grew to three, but then she would find another abandoned animal and would bring it home. She then decided that she would quit school so she get a full-time job to support her precious babies. Her parents were furious with her, but she really didn’t care. Her parents were awful people who left defenseless animals on the streets instead of taking them home. What good would it do to be liked by people like that? She didn’t completely hate them though. After all, it was thanks to her parents that she had such a big bedroom that could hold several dogs and cats. She also had an SUV large enough to hold all of the pets, so she was very thankful to them in that aspect. Without a car, she wouldn’t be able to take the little buggers to the vet after all. Ah yes, life was going good. She was able to hide six pets, four cats and two dogs, in her room for about 4 years without ever being caught. Life was good.

That is…until she got that message on Fritter.

Her parents brought in a large suitcase just an hour after receiving the message. They told her to pack her things and leave. Clara panicked. She wasn’t afraid of getting kicked out, no, that didn’t bother her a bit, but her babies? What about her sweet pets? This ‘Valentine Walker’ said she would be living in an apartment. Was this apartment pet friendly? What if it’s not? That was all Clara could think about as she packed her belongings.

Then the moment of truth came. Portable pets only. Clara's grip on the suitcase became non-existent and the suitcase fell to the ground with a loud thud. It was like her world came crashing down. Her pets, her babies, her sweet angel fluffballs were her everything. Her life. What would she do without them? A single tear drop fell down her cheek, but was not left alone for long as many more made way down her cheeks. Her throat tightened and her breaths became short and rapid. She screamed, begged, and cried but her pleads fell upon deaf ears. She begged her parents to let the animals stay, but they refused, just like they always had. They yelled at her for keeping so many pets secretly. "What did we do wrong? Why did she grow up this way?" they asked. Her ears shut down, only to pick up the words 'take them to a pound'. Before Clara could say anything, she was forced into the car and watched as her pets became smaller and smaller as the distance between them grew. 

 Likes:

 Animals | Desserts but especially Tiramisu | Singing | Flowers | Animal Lovers

 Dislikes:

 Animal abusers and whatnot | Rude people | Strong perfume or cologne | Alcohol and Tobacco | Parents

 Trivia: 
 -She's the type to think that if someone likes animals, they are 100% a good person
 -Her parents weren't very good parents. Not abusive or anything, but they just didn't ever show her that they cared (Which is actually probably why she was so dependent on her pets. They showered her in love)

 Relationships: N/A

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Woo, that was more than I anticipated to write.
Probably not a tragedy to most people, but dang, if I were seperated from my pets I would die and have like a freaking melt down.