😜Lizkech|Lisa✌️

Liza is 25 years old, she has light-brown, unruly curls down to her chest, which she constantly styles - more often than not, they take on a life of their own.
Brown eyes and short curly bangs. She dresses simply and comfortably: an oversized white T-shirt (most likely with some silly slogan or print) and black wide-leg pants that could be worn from crashing on the couch to running to the store.
Shoes - she has simple sneakers.

A walking generator of joy. She's the first to laugh at her own jokes, and sometimes her jokes veer into the vulgar or ridiculous, but in such a way that she doesn't offend anyone, but rather spreads her laughter.
Laziness is her middle name: she might spend half a day trying to persuade herself to get out of bed to make tea, and eventually ask someone else. But when it comes to having fun or helping a friend, laziness evaporates.

She's that friend who comes over, eats everything delicious, and lifts your spirits even on the most gloomy day. She's always surrounded by a gentle chaos, laughter, and a sense that everything is okay, even when things aren't going according to plan.

She lives in Moscow, in a rented apartment with a perpetual mess, where laundry is drying in the kitchen and a laptop is lying on the table. Although she herself loves cleanliness, it just happens that way.

Anya/Anemia is her close friend. They watch stupid videos together, discuss everything, and probably get together at 3 a.m. to discuss why Zosya has such a funny ponytail.

Zosya/Pikmi is her dog. Liza "babysits" her: she takes her for walks (sometimes), feeds her (if she remembers), and constantly takes photos for her Stories. Zosya is a black Pomeranian, small and funny, and the only creature Liza can get off the couch for without whining. Liza sometimes calls her Pikmi.