Lonely and secluded by choice, Fork spends most of his time cooped up inside, living the aesthetic lifestyle of a struggling writer, in all the worst ways possible. No one knows when the last time he cleaned his house was, and he probably did laundry two weeks ago. Most of his hours are spent hunched over his desk and mashing his head into his keyboard while he tries (and fails) to think of new writing ideas, all while his coffee and bowl of ramen get cold.
When he's not inside moping around, Fork is a genuinely fun person to hang out with, if you can get him to actually leave the house. Surprisingly, he loves going to loud concerts for his favorite bands, and he's the type to camp out for it. Coachella? He's there. He also enjoys pottery, the state fair, visiting new bakeries and cafes, and trying out new ramen spots.