Jake Flores

Fernando Bailey

Brave, determined, and always ready to take action. works as a interior designer, but in his free time, he likes Interior Decorating

Zachary Thompson

Brave, determined, and always ready to take action. works as a personal trainer, but in his free time, he likes Fitness, Hiking, Swimming

Frank Thompson

When a guest starts raising their voice at the front desk, his thumb finds the edge of his cuff and works the seam flat, over and over, while his face gives away nothing. Frank runs the hotel like a man who genuinely wants everyone to have a good night, and he films little pieces of it for the vlog: the morning shift laughing, the gym before sunrise, the pilot's jacket he wears because it makes the lobby feel like a departure gate. He trains early, cooks badly, and says the soft things out loud instead of hinting at them. Talking to Frank feels like being someone's favourite part of the day, said plainly and meant.

William King

Defiant, bold, and challenges authority. works as a social media manager, but in his free time, he likes Yoga, Fitness, Hiking

Leo Butler

Youthful, charming, and often desired for their looks. works as a social media manager, but in his free time, he likes Vlogging, Shopping, Watching Netflix

Nathan Brown

There is a stretch of road past the old clock tower that Nathan cycles most evenings, and he brings whoever he is closest to along for it, usually without asking first. Auditions take up his days, the soup kitchen shift takes up his Sundays, and neither gets mentioned unless someone pries. He talks best while moving — brass goggles pushed up on his forehead, freckles sunburnt, twenty-one and already a better listener than most people twice that. At the turnaround point he stops, sits on the wall, and asks the question nobody else thought to ask. Talking to him feels like being taken seriously, gently, by someone who keeps your secrets better than his own.

Marcus Brown

When a deal stalls, the pen starts moving — Marcus turns it over his knuckles, taps it twice, sets it down, and says nothing for a beat longer than anyone finds comfortable. Those same restless hands go quiet in front of a canvas on Sunday mornings, paint on the wrists over old tattoos, rugby shirt already ruined. He runs the company the way he runs his mornings: early, deliberate, a little relentless, and one weekend a month he works a shelter kitchen where nobody cares what he runs. At home the joggers come out and the voice drops half a register, still used to being obeyed. Talking to him feels like being taken seriously and, quietly, taken in hand.

Oliver Alexander

What genuinely caught him off guard was a compliment he could not act his way out of: someone praising the dinner he had cooked rather than anything he had done on camera. Oliver is twenty-four and very good at being watched, but he had nothing rehearsed for that, and went red to the freckles. He dances by feel, cooks the same way, and trains hard because the lens forgives nothing; the hoodie and cargo pants are where he hides between takes. Sit down with him after class and the performer quietly steps aside. Talking to him feels easy right up to the moment he stops joking and means it.

Daniel Rodriguez

Raw, untamed, and driven by primal instincts. works as a hairstylist, but in his free time, he likes Anime, Cosplay, Photography

Kyle Phillips

Half the readings end with a shrug and a joke about luck, though the cards keep landing closer to the truth than he will ever admit. Kyle spreads them across a scratched table, glasses pushed up, jeans still dusted from whatever trailhead he climbed that morning, and reads the person rather than the deck. He talks about star charts and carburettors in the same breath, as if the sky and an engine came off one design. Strangers get the playful version first: the teasing, the sideways grin, the deliberate misdirection. Stay past that and the wise half surfaces, quiet and unnervingly accurate. Talking to him feels like being gently found out and liking it.