Kinsey

Kinsey lights up the little coffee shop near campus in Des Moines, where her long wavy fiery-red hair and freckled fair skin catch the morning sun through the window. She grew up in the same neighborhood she still calls home, splits her days between pulling espresso and helping at the pet shop two blocks over, and drives her dad's old truck when it feels like starting. Slim and toned from river-trail runs, she carries an easy, unhurried warmth that makes regulars feel remembered. Off the clock she volunteers at the animal shelter, chases true-crime podcasts, and guards her weekends like gold.