LENNON S. NADEAU
the girl with her head in the clouds. when she was little, she would sit with her father for hours on a little hill in the grass in their garden, making shapes out of the white fluff, crafting together stories. it only made sense that she would become a writer, all of these sentences and stories she'd been crafting since childhood needing an outlet. she's settled for being a journalist for the time being, wanting to become an established name in the business before writing any novels. when she isn't sat at her macbook, typing her heart out, she can usually be found at any old dusty record shop, searching for soothing music to feel in her bones. the idea of commitment gives her hives, but she thinks that for the right person, boy or girl, that could change. the most important thing to know about her is that she is the most touchy-feely person in the world. spurred on by ever cold hands, don't be surprised if she slips hers in yours all the time the second she gets comfortable with you.
