Maggie Thompson AgeTwenty-two Height5'2" (157cm) Weight~115 pounds (52 kg) Measurements30"-24"-34" (77cm-60cm-86cm) Hair ColorRed Eye ColorBrown MarksTons of freckles AliasesMaggie, Mags SpouseSamantha Thompson Appearance & Attire Maggie's short, petite figure belies the surprising strength in her arms and shoulders, where she is particularly toned. Her whole body is littered with an almost absurd amount of freckles—particularly in the summer—and she has the faint tan of somebody who spends all day outdoors, but doesn't darken very well. Despite her youthful complexion, her hands are rough and calloused. Her hair, cut into a chin-length bob and naturally red, is clearly brushed very frequently and well-conditioned. Her clothes are either functional or chic: When working, Maggie prefers sturdy boots, khakis and a tank top over a sports bra. When socializing, she might opt for a nicer tee, jeans and a pair of worn out sneakers, as well as a highly chic leather jacket. Facts * Maggie is an openly gay woman. * Maggie is the farm gal at the mall. * Maggie grew up in Indian Hills. * Maggie is a pacifist? and a vegetarian. * Maggie has a lovely singing voice and is a moderately talented guitar player. Spoiler: Relationship Blurbs Api — You're sorta strange, but in the best way? Look, punk rock chick is never an archetype that's gonna upset me! I'm glad we're friends, even if you are a little quiet. Bertie — You're the best boy. Clarence† — We'll never forget your sacrifice. I'm... not very religious, but I hope you're with your family... ? Don — I'm glad we've become better friends in the last couple months! I mean, don't get me wrong, we uh... probably wouldn't even talk to each other if we hadn't both hidden in a mall at the end of the world, but still! I appreciate you teachin' Sam to take care of herself. Dr. Harper — You're okay, like... for a doctor. Sorry! I have an aversion! Heaven — ... Ivy† — I wish you'd stayed here with us... we'll never forget you. Miles — I'm sorry you've lost so much—but I'm glad things have been quiet for a while. You deserve it after the whole... uh... losing-your-arm-thing... ∞♥∞Sam ∞♥∞ — Wife! Wife! WIFE! WIFE! WE'RE WIVES! YOU ARE MY WIFE AND I AM YOUR WIFE AND WE ARE IN LOVE AND THAT'S PRETTY. Like. Fucking cool. I'm Mrs Thompson now. Holy shit.