Izzy's still sitting in the grass, her head craned back and resting on the trailer behind her. She feels this churning guilt in her stomach, it bubbles and boils away much like the still next to her.  Her face is covered with smudges of dirt and soot.  Tears start to roll down the girls face as she lets the events of the morning sink in.  She'd had such a fabulous time with Camelia this morning, sneaking and adventuring..they're typical debauchery. The two always got into trouble..it was always such an exciting and natural thing.  It was a hilarious contrast - Izzy and Cammy both could be totally themselves around each other...except for of course that one ..tiny-huge detail.<br/><br/>Whatever chance microscopic chance there was that the two would -ever- end up together, Izzy had just killed it.<br/>She liked Serina... and the more she thought about it, the more she liked the girl. Her gumption alone was enough to get Izzys' attention. And it wasn't that Serina was 'Second best' - as much as it was ...there was still the unknown about Cam. It felt unfair to all three of them.<br/><br/>Izzy had no one to blame but her self.<br/>She covers her face in her hands and lets her self have a 'moment' of weakness, she hopes crying like a fuckin' child would clear a few things up.-<br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><span style="color: navy">"Come now Serina...as if my roustabout little sister wouldn't supply you with more. Now be a dear and give it here.."</span>he reaches out again, then sighing and digging into his pocket.<span style="color: navy"> "Spoiled sport." </span>He pulls his own cigarette from his pocket and starts to twirl it. He rubs his jaw<span style="color: navy">"My jaw is fine no thanks to you. You know you really helped me out there and I should really thank you one day."</span>he dead pans, it's so disingenuous that it comes off as slightly threatening.<br/><br/><span style="color: navy">"I don't WANT..anything  Serina." </span>he narrows his eyes, "<span style="color: navy">I'd just hate to think that tramp of a sister of mine hurt you...Let me guess- she gave you the old ' in-n-out last night, an wound up in that slut Camelias trailer this morning? No? That wasn't it? Well..give it time." </span><br/><br/>He stands, the seed is planted.<span style="color: navy"> "You've no idea what she's really like Serina..."</span>Enzos hand is clasped over his heart in a sincere look of concern. It isn't. But it looks it.<span style="color: navy">"I don't know whats going on with you two..but I've stories that would vastly make you reconsider letting her give you the 'business'. " </span>He winks and lights the smoke between his lips,his scruffy face making him look extra garish and handsome.<span style="color: navy">"I'm only looking out for you love." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>