Difference between revisions of "Dylan Wright"

| His hair is cut just short enough to keep the gelled sandy blonde from being scraggly; the finger-tousled style slightly spiked back from his face. Appearing to be in his late teens, he's the epitome of the boy next door; very handsome and cheerful looking, with bright hazel eyes that lean towards the blue-gold end of the spectrum. Genetics have given him a strong square jaw and a sturdy brow along with noticeable cheekbones, the bridge of his nose bears a small bump along the sides, possibly broken once from the light scar crossing it. When he's happy faint dimples threaten to appear at the sides of a perfect smile. His musculature fits his frame, average but healthy, youth still clinging to his build making him a little lean. The black wife-beater tank top he has on fits him well, tucking into a pair of faded blue jeans. Over that is a white button up shirt, left open and untucked. From under his pant legs poke a pair of ratty sneakers, well worn and clearly needing replacing before they fall off his feet.