HANNIGAN, Flynn Oscar

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FLYNN OSCAR HANNIGAN

FULL NAME: Flynn Oscar Hannigan.
NICKNAMES: None
AGE: 23
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Straight.
STATUS: Single.
GROUP: Student.
GRADE: Junior.
MAJOR: Environmental Studies & Business.
JOB OCCUPATION: N/A.

HAIR: Light brown/Dark blonde depending on who you ask. Shorter at the sides, longer on top – typically long enough that his curls come in and his whole look becomes a bit less put together.
EYES: Blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: He has one on the outside of his left forearm from a nasty fall in the mines. It’s about three inches long, right in the centre.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Tom Webb!

LIKES: Doing his bit for the environment, iced coffees, visiting the family lakehouse, strawberry milkshakes, honest discussions, autumn, rowing, blankets, history books, earbuds, Greek food, whiskey, carnivals, murder mysteries, Stephen King novels, helping his grandma with her knitting.
DISLIKES: Bullies, politicians, cold fries, wine of any kind, spring (allergies), not being able to help someone, Wi-Fi disconnecting when he’s in the middle of something, corn dogs, guns, wearing a suit, heights, crowded nightclubs, selfish people, shellfish (allergic), leeks, spitters, feet, pork, social media, single use plastics.
FEARS: Podophobia, guns, mine collapse.
SECRETS: He once got to meet Stephen King and gushed like a fangirl at a concert. If asked, he says it was cool and he signed his copy of Carrie (which he did do, but only as Flynn was gasping and fanning himself).
PERSONALITY: Flynn comes off almost immediately as a joker thanks to his light-hearted personality. He’s also incredibly hard working, but he won’t let work be all that consumed him. He’s open minded, and patient enough to listen to people’s problems and questions. Helpful to the bone, Flynn will bend over backwards to find the answers or reach the compromise someone needs. He’s honest, not really understanding the point in lying to someone for any reason; he doesn’t believe any good could come from it. He’s caring and friendly, preferring to befriend those he employs rather than just order them around like a mindless hoard. Flynn keeps calm in chaos, and quick when a solution is needed. Playful and happy, Flynn also does his best to be eco-conscious since he’s aware that the former generations of his family who started in the mining industry probably didn’t help the world he lives in today. He’s sweet, a little bit of a romantic, but really Flynn just wants to meet someone who he can have a laugh with, who will keep a smile on his face. And sometimes, to find that person a few frogs need to be kissed and embarrassing memories earned.

MOTHER: Paloma Doris Hannigan, 45.
FATHER: Jerome Grayson Hannigan, 51.
SIBLINGS: Georgina Grace Hannigan, 19.
OTHERS: Elizabeth ‘Betty’ Lauren Hart, 72, maternal grandmother.
PETS: Kujo, Alaskan Husky of three. Calliope, a Siamese cat of six (actually Betty’s)
HOMETOWN: Juneau, Alaska.
HISTORY: Paloma refused to move to New York when her parents were relocating due to work. She was sixteen at the time, and as much as she loved her family she had friends, a boyfriend, and a job in Juneau. Betty spoke to friends who had a daughter the same age as Paloma, and they had gone to school together. After much discussion the Hannigan’s agreed to take in Paloma so she could finish up school in Juneau. Her plan then was to follow her parents to New York where she would attend college. She never expected to fall in love with Jerome Hannigan, the older brother of her school friend.

Jerome was focused on taking over the mining business from his father. He had worked there, gone to school to study business management and was eager to take the reins. Meeting Paloma – properly meeting her – slowed all of that down. She ended up breaking up with her then boyfriend for Jerome, which did make some people think she was a gold digger, after the wealth that came with the Hannigan name. Paloma couldn’t care less about that though, and even if Jerome offered to pay for something, or buy her a thing she liked, she would shoot the offer down and tell him it was a waste of money, or to save it for a special occasion. She never did get used to having cash to burn.

Needless to say, she stayed in Juneau for school, marrying Jerome the same year his father retired and he took over the mines. They soon started their own family with a son whom they called Flynn. He was a fun-loving child, who adored playing games with his baby sister when she came along.

Flynn was pretty popular in school, and outside of it. Sometimes he knew it was because he was rich, because some of the kids had parents who worked for his dad. Other times it was genuine pleasure from being around him. He was something of a joker, the type of guy who would make funny remarks in class but who knew to stop when the teacher warned him. His father taught him to not waste his education and that one day he would need to be smart enough to take over the mining company. Flynn knew he was right, and that kept him from messing around too much during his childhood and teenage years. He had fun with friends, played a few harmless pranks, but he settled down when it came to getting classwork and homework done. Flynn wanted to be knowledgeable, and smart enough to engage with the people he would one day be responsible for.

Although he had visited the mines a lot in his youth, he started going down there when he was sixteen. It wasn’t for long periods of time, but enough that he could understand the working conditions, what the men down there needed, and how he could help them from a position of power. He enjoyed talking to them, laughing with them, and genuinely insisted on them not treating him like the boss’ son, just like his own father had done when he was the same age and getting to know the business he would soon inherit. In fact, Flynn enjoyed the hard work and the dedication that he spoke with his father about working in the mines for a year or two before he went to college so that he could have a deeper understanding of the day-to-day and the problems faced. His father was a little hesitant, but Flynn had made a perfect argument and so Jerome agreed. Coming from money, Flynn didn’t want paying for the hours down there, but his father insisted, telling him he could donate it to the union, or the various other charities that existed around the mine.

Flynn got his hands dirty, came home aching and sore some nights, and other nights he hung out with some of the miners at the local bar where he was tolerated but warned quite seriously by the owner that he couldn’t drink. Flynn was fine with that and happy to toast the men with a lemonade, or sometimes he’d order a mocktail just for a change of pace and to joke about upping his fruit intake.

After a year and a half he knew it was time to think about college. He applied to plenty, but made it clear to his father that he wanted to go away from home, to mix with other people who didn’t know the family name and where he could learn about the world outside the little Alaskan bubble. And that was how Flynn wound up in New York. He chose to double major in Business and Environmental Studies, wanting to understand how he could improve the mines to be more eco-friendly while continuing to offer a valuable source of employment back home. Taking on such a heavy workload meant he didn’t have the time for a casual job, but he kept busy in other ways. He did a year in the dorms because he wanted that experience, but after that he moved in with his maternal grandmother, Betty, in the wake of her husband’s death. His grandparents had visited every holiday and chance they had, and Flynn had been close with them, enjoying spending time with them in New York while he went to school. He had been there when his pops died and knew Betty would never admit needing help unless it was forced upon her. There would be paperwork and things to sort out and Flynn wanted to help her, let her grieve peacefully and without any further hassle from companies and places who needed to switch details over.

He still lives with her, and Betty has almost entirely emerged from her grief. She keeps her grandson occupied when he’s at home with games and TV re-runs. He adores her and doesn’t have the time for anyone who thinks it’s funny to mock him for staying there. She’d an elderly lady who shouldn’t have to experience loneliness or struggle. And he’ll tell anyone who does laugh just that.

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