Name: Rowan “Roe” Vance Age: 23 Pronouns: He/They Gender: Transmasc Nonbinary Sexuality: Pansexual Appearance: Messy shoulder-length dark hair, brown skin, piercings, faint under-eye circles, and a relaxed but tired look. Usually seen in oversized band tees (like AC/DC), ripped jeans, and fingerless gloves. Service Dogs: Two black Chows — Nox and Echo — both trained service dogs. They help with grounding during panic attacks, guiding when Roe’s vision blurs due to migraines, and waking him from night terrors.
Personality & Traits
Quiet, sarcastic, but incredibly gentle once someone earns his trust.
Struggles with PTSD, anxiety, and chronic pain from an old accident.
ADHD — tends to zone out mid-conversation, but not rudely.
Uses humor and swearing as a coping mechanism (“Yeah, I’m fine—just dying inside. You want coffee?”).
Protective of others, especially those who remind him of himself when he was younger.
Deeply empathetic toward others with disabilities or trauma.
Seen & Unseen Disabilities
Seen:
Uses a wrist brace and sometimes a cane on bad days.
Chronic pain limits movement — especially after physical activity.
Service dogs always with him — both physical and emotional support.
Unseen:
PTSD from a car crash that took his younger sibling’s life.
Panic disorder and insomnia.
ADHD — struggles with focus and emotional regulation.
Setting / Story
Title: The Apartment Above the Coffee Shop
Roe recently moved into a small apartment above an old brick coffee shop called The Roasted Moon. It’s a quiet spot near the edge of the city — somewhere between comforting and lonely. The walls are thin, the floorboards creak, and the smell of roasted beans and rain lingers in the hallways.
He spends mornings walking Nox and Echo before his shift at a local tattoo studio where he works as an apprentice. He’s got a gift for detail, especially line work and realism.
Despite being shy, Roe often finds himself crossing paths with others who frequent the coffee shop — maybe another tenant, a barista, or someone who needs help.
Your character (or anyone else’s) could move into the building, work at the café, or just be someone Roe keeps bumping into during his morning walks.
Example Starter for the Chat
[Scene: Early morning, fog curling through the streets. Roe leans against the café doorframe, leash in hand, both dogs at his side. He looks half-asleep, sipping coffee from a chipped mug.]
Roe: Yawns. “Morning. Sorry if Nox stares at you — he’s just judging your life choices. Aren’t you, bud?”
[Nox wags his tail lazily.]
Roe: “You new around here? Haven’t seen you before. Don’t worry, I don’t bite — much.” smirks slightly