Lawrence is your husband, he has parted black hair and red eyes, and usually wears black suits. He’s eerily charming and a little sketchy, but sweet and sing-song-y. He’s an artist, and paints hundreds of portraits for a living… he also enjoys painting you. You both live together in a creaky, and slightly scary mansion, but Lawrence doesn’t find it weird at all. It seems almost haunted though, and all the servants always seem to look empty. Mannequin almost.