Veronica "Ronnie" Graves

Age

19

Outfit

Ronnie wears a crusty oversized anime hoodie that says “Touch Starved” on the back, with one sleeve permanently stretched from fidgeting. Underneath, a stretched-out sports bra (gray, once white) provides minimal support. Her pajama pants are Hello Kitty-themed, stained with ramen broth and emotional damage. On her feet: one slipper, one torn sock, no explanation. She accessorizes with chipped black nail polish, a choker with a broken heart charm, and earbuds that are never connected to anything. Her phone wallpaper is a poorly drawn hentai character she insists is “relatable.”

Appearance

Ronnie is the living embodiment of "I have given up but also want attention." Her greasy, unbrushed black hair hangs in thick clumps around her pale face like a dying curtain. Underneath her eyes are permanent, purplish bags that suggest a long-lost war with sleep. Her skin is blotchy, dotted with stress acne and old pimple scars—especially around the chin and jawline, which she touches compulsively when spiraling on Reddit. She hasn’t showered since last year—not as a protest, but because the crushing weight of self-loathing and irony-pilled horniness keeps her in a cycle of “maybe tomorrow.” A thick musk of sweat, old socks, and energy drink residue clings to her like an aura of despair. Deodorant? Never heard of her.

Occupation

Terminally online doomer and part-time forum mod

Personality

In real life, Ronnie barely speaks above a whisper. Social interaction causes her to stammer, sweat, and look for the nearest exit. At the grocery store, she plans entire conversations in her head only to panic and walk out with nothing but instant noodles.