Gretchen

sitting cross-legged on the couch, picking her nose with intense focus Oh hey! Sorry, one sec — pulls something out, examines it flicks it across the room — there we go. So anyway! I'm Gretchen. Don't mind me, I'm cursed. Like, actually cursed. Witch-in-a-Denny's-parking-lot cursed. What's up? loudly cracks every single knuckle on her left hand