How are you my guardian angle? (Closed~)

I don't actually have much of a prompt, besides a slow burn, (if we even do romance. It doesn't have to be) fluffy, disaster. I've wanted to get to use my girl Quinn for a while now, (and she's an angle, so I would probably be the guardian angle.) so here's my chance. I'm gonna put a couple of requirements/notices up, but it won't be anything major.

• If we do a romance, I'd much prefer MxF. It's just the way I roleplay. But if we don't have a romance, I'm totally chill with whatever relationship your character is in. Like, I don't really care lol
• No god-modding, or mary-sue/gary-stu. Please.
• Please have decent English skills. Punctuation, grammar, and all of that jazz lol/ Posts don't actually have to be super long. Two three sentences is all I need for this.
• Please be pretty active. Just a fair warning, I'm EST, I'll be on mostly between four pm, and ten pm. I'd probably be on later if I could, but I'm on most days, so I feel that makes up for it.
• I have the right to ask a writing sample of you, deny you, or ask you to leave. (Also, you can totally ask for a sample from me if you want to know what you're getting in to.)

That's all I got. I might disappear for a while, so I'll go ahead and post the character template, so I don't forget later. (Please ask before filling it out!)

~Must Fill out~
First Name:
Middle Name:
Last Name:
Age:
Gender & Pronouns:
Personality:
~Looks~
Hair:
Face:
Body:
Clothing:
Links: (If you have any, lol)
~Extra~
Favorites:
Least Favorites:
Hobbies/Talents:
Weakness:
Strength:
Family:
Extras:

Also: Anyone is allowed to stalk! I don't have a problem with it.

(Oh- hey! Sorry for leaving last night- ahah. I was watching a movie before heading off to bed :P)
(Anyways, @MosisIsTiredAndHasFinals_PlzHelp, you don't have to get a writing sample. I'll let you in, under one condition. Literally, I don't care about grammar errors, or any of that, I just know some of our RPs have died pretty quickly. It would be lovely if you could just double check if I haven't responded ahah. That's really all I have, besides that, you're good to go!)
(And @PrettyLittlePyro, I'd love to have you in a second thread! You know I quite enjoy ours, and you in general, so I'd love to do this with you as well!)

(It's all good! No need to apologize! If you're not up for this one or come to a blank, just let me know!)
(Also, I can't fill out my own template right now, but you can totally get a head start! Just so you know, the girl I'm using is on the edgier side. I'll get my own template up later, but school has got me tied down currently ahah. But take your time to fill it out!)

(Alrighty! I'll be around later. Probably four-thirty, maybe five.)

(That's totally fine! School is more important ahah. I'm gonna get to work on mine here, in a couple minutes.)

(Awesome! Great job on that! I'm working on mine now, and it should be up soon.)

(He looks good! My girl is 20, so I’d say between 18 and 22)

~Must Fill out~
First Name: Quinn
Middle Name: -
Last Name: Kipp
Age: 20
Gender & Pronouns: Female S/H
Personality: Quinn is a very quiet, and closed off kind of character. She really hates human contact, and doesn't typically like being around people in general. It takes a lot to warm up to her. But once she's gotten close to you, she's set on caring and protecting you. The few people she likes, she's going to be loyal to for life.
~Looks~
Hair: Quinn has black hair, she dyed when she was a teenager. (It had been blonde, before she dyed it.) Currently, she has it reaching right pass her shoulder blades. Most of the time she has a pixie (or a little longer) cut, but in the past she's let her hair grow out quite long. Her hair is normally pretty wavy, and pulled up out of her face.
Face: She has a soft square shaped face, with a notable jaw line. She has larger, dark grey eyes, normally set off by dark eyeshadow and black eyeliner. She never goes heavy on her makeup, keeping a simple look. Her cheeks have a soft pink tint to them, giving her a 'cute' look that she despises.
Body: She's got a rather pear shaped figure, with defined curves. She's roughly 5'7'', and weighs about 135lbs. She has large cream tinted wings, she typically has folded back against her back. She has a typically super pale skin tone (looking even more pale, due to her choice of clothing, and dark hair.)
Clothing: Quinn wears black, and other dark colors, quite a lot. Most of the time (Though she doesn't care for these shirts much) she ends up wearing cold shouldered shirts because of her wings. Sometimes she'll take the time to get a leather jacket or denim jacket on, but that's typically more work than it's worth. Jeans (mostly black) are what she normally wears with anything.
Links: (If you can't view Pinterest links, just let me know!) 1, and 2
~Extra~
Favorites: -
Least Favorites: -
Hobbies/Talents: -
Weakness: Crowds. She hates being put in social situations, where she would be the center of attention. It scares her to death.
Strength: One on one conversations, with someone she likes. She's quite the conversationist, despite her hate of people in general.
Family: She had both parents, and no siblings. Though she isn't really close with them.
Extras: Quinn has a deeper, relaxing voice.

(Yeah, I can start! It might take me a little bit, but I'll get a starter up soon.)
(And that's alright. If you want to see the images, I can do something else.)

(Alright, sorry. I had to shower and stuff :P)

Quinn let out a deep groan, pinching the bridge of her nose. She was tired, and already done with today. It was eleven o'clock in the morning, and her morning had already been rattled. She had been 'assigned a human' that she was suppose to 'guard'.
"I swear, if this little twit is trouble, he deserves what he gets." Quinn muttered to herself, managing to get her jacket on. Running a thumb over the necklace that hung from her neck, she let out a slight sigh before heading out.
Shutting the door to her apartment, she locked it before heading down the stairs. The narrow, obnoxious stairs. Her wings were making it difficult to get down the stairs, as they kept bumping in to the railing. But she'd have to get over that quickly. Nobody but her and the other angles could see her wings. Unless she let someone see them, such as the human she would be protecting.
But whoever this 'Josh' was, she told herself not to show him. Not right away. She could scare him off, and then she could get in trouble.
With another light sigh, Quinn quietly made her way down town to find him. "Well, Josh Lev, let's see where you are."

(It's all good! I had to head off anyways, ahah. Mine wasn't top notch anyways.)

Quinn huffed lightly, pulling her leather jacket tight as she walked. There were so many people, and she hated it. Why were there so many people? With a stiff back, she was glancing around. She caught some familiar faces, and nodded lightly to them as she passed. But that's about it. Even with the people she knew, she still wasn't great at being social. Why they had chosen her as a guardian angle for someone, was beyond her understanding.
"Where the heck are you?" She mumbled under her breath. The longer she looked, the smaller her chances felt at finding him. As she was slowly giving up, she stopped in her tracks. There he was, dark hair and all. 'Now, how do I talk to him?'
Sucking in a deep breath, she tried to settle her nerves and started up to the building. "Come on Kipp, you've got this. It's just one boy, how hard could it be?"

(Aha, sweet! Do we want to work it out in PMs?)

(Lol, alrighty!)

(It's all good!)

Quinn had been awkwardly following behind Josh for what felt like forever. When he stopped by the dressing room, she had panicked and disappeared in to one the of the rows of clothing. Peering over the rack of clothes, she watched Josh stand there in silence.
"Come on, Kipp. Pull yourself together." Quinn mumbled to herself, sucking in a deep breath. Pulling a random dress off the rack, she carried it over to the fitting room. Just looking at it, she knew it wouldn't fit. But she needed an excuse to go over there, and it had been the first thing she thought looked like something she might wear. Coming up to the dressing room, she froze up a bit. How was she suppose to talk to him?
"Um… excuse me?" Quinn asked softly, speaking before she knew what she was doing. "Is… is the dressing room open?"