#spellstarter

Isaak felt.. a little awkward. He hoped that the feeling would pass as he got more involved in the people and conversations during the course of the evening, but all-in-all he just felt like a spare part as he sipped at his drink and watched everyone around him. He hadn’t quite settled fully into his whole new lifestyle; it had only been a couple months since the Aldairs had found him lost and taken him in. He was thankful for that, which was most of the reason he was at the event in the first place. He needed to fit in some more and find people to actually socialise with. Alone for the moment, Isaak leaned against the wall and just admired everyone’s outfits and the decor. Everyone looked gorgeous, that was for certain.

Sighing softly, he took another drink before murmuring under his breath, mostly to himself. “What am I even doing here?”

His fingers absentmindedly fiddled with the corner of the page of the grimoire he was reading as he sat at a table of the first café he had found on his way into the town and he only stopped going through the words of the old book when he felt the pinprick feeling of another stare fixated on him and he peered up from the page with an easy smile already forming on his lips “I swear that I don’t just bite people who approach me.” he piped in, his clear blue eyes centered on the other person “Not too hard, at least.” he added mirthfully as an afterthought.

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+ anyone else that wants Isaak!

“Why’re you.. looking at me? Do I have something on my face?” Isaak asked, quickly wiping his face with his hand just in case, frowning slightly in confusion when nothing seemed to be coming off. “Whereabouts is it?”

Hearing the doorbell ringing, thinking it was the pizza man, the man got up and walked to the front, opening it. ‘’ Yes is this my pizza?”’