Skinner is just for lack of a better word, is just strange, in almost every way that matters, mentally, socially, chronologically and physically. He’s just a strange man, but he is a kind man, he definitely gets around that's for sure, for locals he’s been around for just about as long as anyone remembered and he hasn't looked a day over 78 since 1969. Outside of that he just seems to pop up randomly all over, he’s got all sorts of stories to tell and is definitely a chronic oversharrer but paradoxically people don’t know that much about him; but they sure do talk.

But somehow through the most absurd comedy of errors Skinner and Irene meet and, somehow, become roommates. Despite the strangeness of it all he is very happy to have met her, the years and people have not been kind to him but she has. Unfortunately there are people who are very, very, upset that he’s found any sort of peace in his life.

Love him to death, this man is a freak. A kindhearted freak, but a freak nonetheless. Like genuinely he is a very kind and loving person he’s just a cavalcade of unfortunate parts that come across very off-putting sometimes. He’s very socially outgoing and loves talking to new people but he has a tendency to overshare or over stay his welcome. He’s hospitable and patient to a fault and that kinda intermingles with him being very fatherly and kinda a caretaker; it's just something that's kinda been ingrained into his person, for better or for worse he is just someone that wants to be there for other people. Skinner is a very emotionally sensitive person, like he’s not really caught up on the idea that you need to keep all your emotions buried deep down, he will get a lil teary eyed if he sees a cute kitten.

To put it in a way, Skinner is socially unfortunate, he’s definitely socially inept and i don’t think he has the greatest grasp on boundaries, for himself and others; he doesn't do it on purpose and never crosses the line into being malicious, and when pointed out he feels really bad about it, but it's also like, come on man. Skinner is just someone that never really learned how to “no” or how to advocate for himself. On a similar note he’s very gullible to put it gently, and is a little daft. Uh, he’s passionate to say the least, straddles the line of being violently obsessive about things, it's almost frightening. There was no real place for me to put this but oh dear go that old man is down bad and his dick has led him to places he wouldn't even go with a gun.

Skinner will always be just an utter anomaly to her, and admittedly their realtionship is kinda complex and weird. I think she goes back-and-forth now how she feels about him, on one hand thats like her closest friend, he radicaly unjudgmental and unconditionaly supportive of her and genuinely seems so happy to

have met her. But on the other, he is just objectivly a weird dude. And frankly I think she's kinda embarrassed to be seen with him, it's awkward to explain to people that they are literally just friends/ roommates, and interternally cringes when he dosn't "act right".

Admittedly she hadn't truly known Christie until a little over half-way through their collage experiences, before that they had only sparring interactions in the library or on campus, Irene developed a one-sided crush on her, she'd built up an idolized version of Christie in her head, she was this cool, stand-offish, fashionable girl who couldn't possibily want anything to do with her- dispite the fact Christie actually seemd intrested in befriending her. They ended up dating for an unfortunate week, before they amicably broke it off and stayed firends. I think Irene subconsciously holds onto that week in some way, but ultimately she's just happy she's willing to say friends with her.

Warning: Nudity