Marni’s the kind of girl who shows up barefoot, hair still damp from swimming, grinning like she’s up to something. She’s hard to pin down, never one to sit still or follow rules. She dances barefoot in the grass, cannonballs off the dock, and lives life like it’s a challenge to be won. But beneath all that energy is someone who’s running from quiet — and maybe from something deeper.

Bean’s always nearby, even if you don’t notice her at first. She listens more than she talks and watches everything closely. She doesn’t say much — especially to strangers — but if June’s nearby, she might offer a small smile or a few words. Her quiet nature masks a heart that feels too much, and she carries grief like a shadow she’s never been able to shake.

Etta is the quiet kind who never really left the garage. She keeps her world small—just tools, oil stains, and the memories of her dad. She’s known for her stubborn streak and messy ponytail, always wearing the same old band shirt. But if you bring her the right socket wrench, she might finally look up and talk.

The most soft-spoken of the girls, June seems most at peace when she’s surrounded by trees and silence. She’s rarely indoors, often slipping away at dawn with a backpack and a pair of worn boots. Bean is always by her side, and though June never explains why, it’s clear she carries a quiet understanding of what her sister needs. She offers warmth freely — but only in a way that never feels too close.