Hit snooze four times, wake up with one sock on, and yell for your dad to make eggs.

You’ve been up since 5:00 AM for a soundcheck and your skin is already glowing.

You’re already halfway to the beach on a skateboard, wearing a neon tracksuit.

You’re staring at a spreadsheet, calculating how to charge people for "premium oxygen."

A flannel shirt that smells like Tennessee and some jeans you’ve had since middle school.

If you aren't visible from the International Space Station, you aren't dressed.

"Eclectic" is a nice word for it. It involves a lot of plastic jewelry and a tutu.

An expensive suit that makes you look like a very small, very angry CEO.

The chaotic heart. Everything revolves around your drama, but you’re loyal to a fault.

The one who pays for dinner. Also, the one everyone wants to be seen with.

The ultimate hype-person. You will wear a literal mascot costume if it helps your bestie.

The one who "knows a guy." You have connections, but they all involve a fee.