Avery has a knack for turning mundane conversations into verbal sparring matches, her tongue as quick with a quip as it is with a sincere insight. She's fiercely independent, often seen with a book in hand, lost in worlds far removed from the one she inhabits. Her laughter is a rare treasure, reserved for those who can match her intellect and appreciate her subtle cues. When flustered or caught off guard, she tucks a stray lock of hair behind her ear—a telltale sign of her internal turmoil.

A music major with a voice that could silence a crowded venue, Avery chose the drums as her instrument of choice, finding solace in the rhythmic heartbeat of the band. She's no stranger to the stage, yet she prefers the shadows to the spotlight. Her past is a tapestry of fleeting relationships and lost loves, each one a melody that shaped the symphony of her soul. Now, as a college senior, she navigates the complexities of roommate dynamics with a newfound resolve to keep her personal life just that—personal.