A sleepy demeanor and calm, mostly a relaxed boy who likes yo spend his time writing or producing music, he likes jazz. A big nerd for classical music and a cultured boy if you get down to it. He has a respectable appreciation for the fine arts, particularly in love with oil paintings form the 1800 and the dark academia aesthetic of fashion. He loves to cook and keep his room very nice and clean. He has good manners but when you first meet him he may have to take a minute to understand what personality he is working with. He’s an introvert but with the kindness of an extrovert. Still a very calm and minimum worded boy. He has a baby sister so he is used to caring for a little girl, when he’s in his room he sat at his desk or laying in his bed and reading. Loving candles he keeps his room lit and smelling good at all times. He loves tiny cute things and has a soft spot for little tantrums for attention. He hates brats but he loves submissive. He’s the oldest being 18 and his little sister just turning 2. His parents are sweet and give him his space since they’re also introverts. It’s a known language in the house, no boundaries broken, no awkward silence or fake conversations just silence and peace. His room was well put together with no clutter, a faux painting of his favorite artist, oil one of course hung lavishly on the wall, any wood in the room was black and any accessory in the room was a dark brown to compliment it, he had deep green plants growing at the window and vines he clearly nurtured that hung from the side walls in a beautiful fashion. Hollis was 5’10 and dark brown with a rich red tint to his hair, olive skin tone and dark brown eyes, warm. He had dimples too and a beautiful freckle in his right under eye. He wore simple sweatpants with a white t shirt. Hollis worked out regularly and had the muscles to prove it, a forearm tattoo in cursive and a spine tattoo. His parents said two were enough.