Reagan Gutteridge
So, Reagan wasn't supposed to be named Reagan. Her mother chose the name Waylon, after her favorite Simpsons character, but she was too weak to write on the form. Her attending nurse used to be a Starbucks barista and so Reagan ended up on the form. Her mother didn't notice until Reagan's birth certificate arrived and, at that point, she didn't think it really made. She went on calling her daughter Waylon but was eventually met with resistance when Reagan started kindergarten. No one understood why she went by Waylon when her official name was Reagan and Reagan didn't really know either. Fatigue set in and she eventually refused to respond to Waylon. Personally, I would've just changed it to something else entirely. Reagan or Waylon? Who wants to be called that. No offense, Reagan. I feel for you—synthetically, of course.
Reagan genuinely cares for everyone. She is highly logical and is a helper-type. She has a history of wildly inconsistent mannerisms. She is a friend you can trust.
Reagan is partial to working, enjoys checking out the latest sci-fi movies, and can prefer working with a background soundtrack of Latin music most of the time. She isn't a fan of watching horror movies, being forced to hear the unpleasant sounds of country music, or being forced to hear the unpleasant sounds of R&B music. Filling up on marjoram, watching any episode of Jidou Bungaku Library, and diving into the wonderful world of The Story of Philosophy are all things Reagan likes to do in a regular week.
Reagan's favorite episode of Color Sample Wars was the one that pitted Pink Sherbert against Rare Gray and Pink Sherbert narrowly escaped with the win that week. It was undoubtedly the lacquer on the credenza that won it for Pink Sherbert. Some say the that Rare Gray was robbed of the title but Reagan just thinks it was some kick ass television.