Taking the opportunity to transfer to a more modern city, one that doesn't even have SNOW on the ground year 'round, has been a real adjustment. A lot of things are done differently here, and Abbey sometimes finds herself at a loss to understand what is being done, let alone WHY.
Abbey is a no-nonsense kind of girl who doesn't mince words. After all, back on the mountain, to waste one's breath was to invite frostbite of the tongue! Almost as culture-shocked as Rapunzel, Abbey is much less... bouncy. She does have a dry wit and a wicked sense of humor, however.
Friends: Eugene Fitzherbert, Marceline
Goals: Learning more about the advanced ways of the world outside, and bringing it back home.
Likes: Shave ice, air conditioning, frankness.
Dislikes: Foolishness, those who seem to exist just to complicate the lives of others.
Virtues: Generally means well, patient like a glacier sculpting fjords.
Flaws: Distrustful of new people, jumps to conclusions, can seem "frosty" to new acquaintances.
"Your voice is like rumbling of avalanche, loud and boding no good."