<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/e2/14/85/e21485a1ec3fc3600d712c1c1ef8b8bc--haircolor-love-her.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Isobel McGowen<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>October 27th 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vellyn<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>"Norway ? Really .. Hmm I've never met anyone from Norway. So do you speak Norwegian?" Issy loved lanagues, the way they sounded so poetic. She had never been out of her tiny village in Scotland until that day. Walking beside him towards the cafeteria. "30 years ? How old are you?"<br/><br/>Isobel was curious about him tho she felt like she shouldn't be. He would probably find some hot blonde and ditch her. But that was ok for the moment she was enjoying his company. Grabbing a piece of pizza and a diet coke and a brownie. "Umm... Do we need to pay somewher?" Looking around curiously.<br/><br/>When he smelled her she smelled sweet like blackberries and vanilla. Along with however she smelled to his own senses. Looking back over to him she bit down against her lip on the side as she looked at him for guidance.