<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Adriano Guillermo<strong></strong></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTDx5aF-CrEImja-ATW2GktOFHjgwZjkP_QIoXF3IfpjD9xXnXz)<br/></div><br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Height:</strong>6'2"<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>190lbs<br/><strong>Hair:</strong>Short, dark brown<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Moderate shade of green<br/><strong>Driving Stats:</strong><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Awareness:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Reflexes:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Handling:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Drifting:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Composure:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Daredevilry:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><strong>Current Occupation:</strong>Builder/Carpenter for a construction company.<br/><br/><strong>Hobbies outside of racing:</strong>He loves to sing, and has quite a voice for it, whether it be singing while working or singing while drunk. Drunk karaoke has to be one of his favorite activities. He also loves to carve when he's looking for some peace and quiet on his own, and he especially loves to carve near they ocean, listening to the waves.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance/Style:</strong>Well-built, both from his exercises and the labors of his day job. He likes to be fit, knowing how important health is, though he is not quite on the verge of being a health freak. He is just over 6 foot tall, and usually has a friendly smile on his face. He tends to wear T-shirts or button-up shirts and jeans most of the time, donning his leather jacket from Italy when it gets cold, or his button-up shirts and ties when he needs to be formal, which is rarely ever. His clothing style tends to be more European than American, with tighter shirts rather than the American loose-fitting T-shirt and the like.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>As an Italian, he is very passionate about the things he likes and the things he dislikes. Unfortunately, his job has fallen in the middle of either extreme, which was why he turned to racing. He has a voice that isn't too low but is still rich, as evidenced by the hearty laugh that is not hard to hear when around him. He loves jokes and laughing, and partying as well, though he doesn't smoke or do drugs. He can drink with the best of them, though, and is quite the entertainer when drunk. He isn't very good at being serious, though, and struggles with tough decisions. When he gets angry, he tends to lose control, but luckily his happy nature prevents this from happening often.<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>His family immigrated to the United States from Italy. His father started a pizza shop, which did well enough for their family, especially since Adriano was an only child. Adriano was raised entirely in the USA, though, so while he knew his Italian roots, he was raised an American through and through, watching football and racing as he grew up. He gave up American football for European football, which was clearly better (so many fuckin rules), but he was fascinated by racing. He lived a fairly ordinary life as a child other than that, though.<br/><br/>He would've loved to go to college, but his family didn't quite have the money for that, and Adriano wasn't quite smart enough to win any scholarship that would make up for what his family needed. So he went to a vocational school and learned to become a carpenter, working odd jobs in the meantime to earn his allowance. Turns out, he was quite good at being a carpenter, even if he wouldn't call it his passion. It was exciting at first, but then the monotony set in. He didn't love it, but he didn't hate it as well, and he was good at it, so he kept at it. He made a decent salary, enough to afford clothes that suited his style and the drinks he liked to drink. Not much beyond that, though.<br/><br/>That was when he heard about street racing. He went through some shady Italian mob-like people first, but eventually he found some of the racing crowd, enough to watch a race. And that was when he knew what he really wanted to do. It was just so ... exciting to race. After a bit of time saving up, he managed to buy a car from one of his dad's friends. It was a pretty nice car for racing, and he got it fixed up to be race-ready. He started racing occasionally but kept his day job, since he didn't really earn much racing. In fact, racing was a net loss for him, since he was still reeling from the initial payment on the car, so he had to keep his day job to keep his bank account alive.<br/><br/>That was when Jason had told him about the house of racers. Adriano had opted in instantly, especially since he had known Jason from a former job a long time ago. He was hoping this would do good for his racing.<br/><br/><strong>Current Situation:</strong>Works most of the time, races when he can, and spends the rest of the time hanging out at the house or with housemates.<br/><br/><strong>Relationships:</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Star Freyman</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano didn't know her until they became housemates, but he was at once both attracted to her and wary of her. HE was attracted to her fiery, passionate nature, which was much like his own, but also wary of her wilder and more reckless side. The mixture of the two feelings led to an interesting dynamic, with him both drawn to and away from her at once. Sometimes he just liked watched her when there was a race or party or other event, just to see what she would do next. Needless to say, she drew his attention.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Demi Etherson</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano probably knows Demi the least out of everyone in the house, but she seems like quite the party animal. Adriano himself isn't quite so much a partyer, even if he does enjoy it, so maybe between her and Clint he would actually end up going out more or something.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Juliana Dang</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano met Juliana at one of the first races he went to, and found out that she was also starting to get into the racing scene. The two became racing buddies, helping each other along while getting into racing. He's always found her attractive, but hasn't gotten to actually know her yet, as their relationship has only been about racing, until they became housemates. Now, he's starting to get to know her a little better.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Blake Richardson</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano hasn't gotten to know her well, but he feels like there's more to her than at first glance. She gives off a tough, quiet kind of vibe, but Adriano has the feeling that if he got to know her better, that he would think differently of her, so he tries to start up a conversation with her whenever he can.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jason Sullivan</div><div class="spoiler_body">He's known Jason for a long time, since one of his former jobs, and has always gotten along with him. He's always been friendly, especially considering the characters of most people who get into street racing, which is why Adriano instantly agreed to join the house he was a part of. Having known each other longer than any other males in the house, they were a natural choice for roommates.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clint Shaw</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano doesn't know Clint very well, but has appreciated him as a racer. He seems to be the type to like to party, far more than Adriano. Which he supposed was good, as that would mean would go out more. Adriano doesn't really understand the whole cowboy thing, though, he had to admit, instead he was rather confused by it. He didn't pretend to be part of the mafia, after all.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Marcellus Smith</div><div class="spoiler_body">When Adriano was first getting into the racing scene, he met Marcellus around the post-race drinking. Which, he came to learn, was not an uncommon place to find Marcellus. Nonetheless, Marcellus had shown Adriano around the racing scene, letting him know of the various events going on, and it was from there that Adriano started to take racing seriously, even buying his own car. He was glad to live in a house with someone who definitely knew his way around the racing scene, especially since he was a latecomer to the scene, relatively speaking.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mr. Muffles</div><div class="spoiler_body">Adriano can't really tell if Mr. Muffles is his long lost best friend or his most hated arch-nemesis. Most of the time, they just end up having a staring contest. But the look in those eyes was simply unclear, as to whether Mr. Muffles wanted to be best friends with him or tear him to shreds. He wouldn't put either past the cat. Maybe someday they will work out their differences.</div></div><br/><strong>Car:</strong>1990 Mercedes-Benz 300SL<br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ec/Adriano-300SL.jpg)