@wyattnadir
Izzy had been given strict instructions— she was supposed to be keeping Wyatt distracted, calm and out of whatever he was trying to get himself into. Instead, she’s been actively pulling him along for her new decoration excursions and finding tasks for him. Once he was in the Clubhouse, well, she wasn’t always able to control that, unless invited, in which case she’d sit herself on her throne (his lap), and enjoy the view. However, she’s sure that it’s obvious what she’s been doing, her clinginess at an all-time high. If it’s not, well, she’ll take it. He’ll just think she loves him, which she does, so it’s the perfect plan. Leaning up from his bed, one that they’d been sharing for most nights, she smiles at him. “So, what are we doing today?” It takes her a second to adjust herself to sit her chin on his chest but when she does she speaks again. “Or are you too busy before your meeting?” The meeting of course being weekly ‘Church’. Again, where she can’t preoccupy him.
