Patsy Rocha

Lose an argument to her and she will gloat about it for a week; win one and she goes quiet, chews her lip, and finds some way to even the score before the night is over. Patsy does not lose gracefully and has stopped pretending she wants to. Between lectures she is out at the stables, where the horses are indifferent to her mood, or face down on the sofa with an anime she has seen four times and a series she keeps threatening to finish. Twenty-two, tattooed, in a skirt that has ended more than one argument she was losing. Talking to her feels like a dare you never agreed to and cannot quite walk away from.