PADGET, Trent Timothy

[Trenton Timothy Padget]

TRENT TIMOTHY PADGET

FULL NAME: Trenton Timothy Padget 
NICKNAMES: Trent
AGE: Thirty- two
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: Straight
STATUS: Single
GROUP: Citizen
GRADE: N/A
MAJOR: N/A
JOB OCCUPATION: Firefighter

HAIR: Messy brown hair. Occasionally styled when he goes out otherwise, he lets it do whatever it wants.
EYES: brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: a few here and there.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Alberto Rosende!

LIKES: his job, animals, strong coffee, rustic settings, his hometown, jogging, camping, snowboarding, crime dramas, dogs, fireplaces, bourbon on ice, poker nights, trivia night
DISLIKES: black coffee, tea, licorice, flat pillows, Ferris wheels, cockroaches, overcooked veggies, ignorant people, horses (he was bitten as a small child), horror films
FEARS: Another loss like the one in California, losing his parent in a tragic accident, the day he doesn't make it home from a call.
SECRETS: Not exactly a secret but Trent was a vet before he became a firefighter. He still maintains his vet licenses in New York but he doesn't openly practice. He might again one day but not right now.
PERSONALITY: Trent doesn't really talk about what he did between high school and becoming a firefighter, making him a little closed off. Seeing all those animals dead and knowing so many people lost their homes and lives was enough to break his very big heart. He's a friendly enough guy, enjoying himself when he goes out with the crew after a shift but that doesn't mean they need to know how he was earning a living before he'd met them. He'll happily tell the tales of those years, he just twists the truth a little bit so it doesn't include his job. He's not ashamed but it still breaks his heart that he couldn't save them all and has, for the time being, closed that part of himself off until he's truly ready to deal with it. Trent is a caring guy, willing to stick up for the underdog and enjoys being in the company of others. When he's alone, his mind tends to wander and it always goes back to what he could have done differently. He's seen counsellors, dozens of them but they've all given him the same answers; and he's not quite ready to deal with it yet. Trent is a family man, going back to Shelter Island every chance he gets for family dinner and to see all the animals on the family farm.

MOTHER: Susanna Padget & seventy.
FATHER: Thomas Padget & seventy-one.
SIBLINGS: David Padget & thirty-six
Michael Padget & thirty-three
Declan Padget & thirty.
OTHERS: N/A.
PETS: Bugs & Elmer, huskies of four!
HOMETOWN: Shelter Island, New York.
HISTORY: He'd never considered being a firefighter when he'd been a young boy. Most kids his age were dreaming of being police officers, firefighters, princesses and ballerinas, Trent was thinking he wanted to work with animals. He was happiest sitting in the barn, nursing the baby animals. He didn't want to be a farmer like his parents but he wanted to be surrounded by animals. Time passed, children grew up and Trent's dreams remained the same though now he had a name for what he wanted to be; vet. While Trent wasn't exactly that All-American boy, he was pretty damn close. He was the quarterback of the football team, he ran for class president, though he did lose to his opponent by only a handful of votes. He was a happy guy, would step in when something was happening he didn't like and he tried to make friends with everyone, never keeping himself in a single clique. He worked at a coffee shop when he wasn't on the football field and was allowed to do homework during the slower moments during the night.

His grades were good but not quite good enough to get into his first-choice school. It was unfortunate but he was accepted to his second choice which, if he were being honest, was his real first choice. He'd applied to the other one with the wildest hopes that he would get in but didn't really have any expectations of that happening. His next four years were spent learning all he could to take care of animals. At the end of those four years, he decided to spend another two learning more about wild and exotic animals, just to cover his bases. He'd taken to large animals but had done the required courses for small, domesticated animals as well. The wild ones and the exotic ones would just round out his knowledge and allow him to help more creatures. At twenty-four, Trent found himself with a position in a small practice, helping to take care of animals. He was part of the house call team that mostly dealt with farm animals but those had their slow times just like anything else so he thought it was probably wise of him to cover those bases. He was only there a couple of years when an opportunity presented itself and Trent jumped on it.

It took him two weeks to pack up and move from Colorado to California. Working for a rescue was a dream for Trent and he couldn't believe he'd been the one to snag the job. It was too good to be true. But it hadn't been. It had really been as he'd thought it would be and life was pretty damn great. And then they got hit really bad with the California fires. They were overwhelmed with rescues and shelter animals from the surrounding area because they'd been safe. Except the winds changed and the fire moved right towards them. It was heartbreaking to try and get all those animals, over a thousand had been in their care, out of harm's way. Unfortunately, much like many in the area, they'd not been quick enough and lost quite a few animals. The majority had gotten out safely but there were still too many on the property. Trent couldn't handle it and decided he would return to New York for a time. No one was to blame and no one blamed him for being unable to continue on. He kept in touch but he couldn't return to them.

He helped out on the family farm for a while, met up with friends and just spent time figuring out what he wanted to do next. He'd spent so much time and money to become a veterinarian that it seemed like such a waste which sent him into a bit of a downward spiral. His mother sat him down and told him it was worth every minute and every cent if he got some enjoyment from it, even for a short amount of time. Trent couldn't get the fires out of his mind, however, and it was one night, sitting outside on the patio, having a fire that he realised what it was he wanted to do next with his life. The next day, he started his research and only eight months later, he was an honest-to-goodness firefighter. He was placed in a firehouse in the city and now four years later, he's surprisingly happy with his choice.

YOUR ALIAS: Cali.
RULE WORDS: Mine.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: Helen Magnus told me.
SAMPLE:

Nope!

[Cali]