EarsToSeeEyesToHear wrote:
After finally managing to tame her hair into an acceptable fashion, Hazel walked downstairs, once again briefly checking the time, and grabbed her backpack before beginning the search for her headphones. Allowing her mind to wonder briefly, she thought of the guy who she had almost, kind of, nearly hit it off with, but not one for making friends, Hazel would do nothing about it, refusing to take it any further. Sure, she had boyfriends in the past, and was never short on male attention thanks to an hourglass figure from the gods and a very impressive rack for her short height of 5'4, but she was one of the most timid, shy and socially awakward people you'd ever meet.
Isaac walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth, stuck on a pair of black jeans and his old slipknot tee, a pair of fingerless gloves and a pair of black and grey socks before walking downstairs with his phone to hunt for his converse, studiously ignoring his mother, who he didnt really get along with, in the proces.