marisol’s gaze fell upon a bookcase, filled with books of all sizes and colours. her slender fingers grabbed a fashion magazine, her brown eyes browsing the page after she opened it. she got distracted by a sudden noise, it was a voice. she looked up from the publication and into the eyes of the other person. “oh, hey.” she spoke, nonchalantly. if anything, the brunette was bored and interacting was the only way of helping her boredom.










