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Twenty two year old Brandon Millbrooke is quiet, if just rather sensible. Polite in conversation, amicable to most everyone (once you get past his thick enough to cut with a knife accent), he's an all around nice dude for the most part but he can easily be described as well, boring. He's not very adventurous, more of one to stick to routine, and can easily be defined as a stick in the mud by those less inclined to him. His one saving grace could be described as his sarcasm and loyalty to his friends, but that doesn't always make up for the fact that he just doesn't do anything.

Brandon, bless his heart, has always taken his sensibility as a point of pride and for awhile, it was something to be proud of. It got him through working on his family's farm as a child and continued onward to get him through college, but now that he's out of college he's realized he's never actually done anything. For all his sensibility in the world, Brandon's aware he's got little to show for it both in friends and memories.

He's trying to fix this, but it's a little embarrassing to admit that he wants to do something crazy, especially when he knows the the consequences. After all, aren't adults supposed to be sensible? His most wild move so far was impulsively moving to Ashdown and even then, he hasn't gotten much out of it.

Brandon can always find the lid to the tupperware container, the mate to the sock, the missing glove. If the object has been lost or if is just unknown to its location, Brandon can probably find it, granted that it has a mate or he has a part to the whole.

He's one half of a whole to his twin sister Taylor Millbrooke, who moved out here with him.

Was born in Fischer, Texas, thus the embarrassingly strong southern accent. Has a degree in Mechanical Engineering.

Looks something like this, except a tad bit more tan. He is always, ALWAYS, sunburnt in the summer.