someone-is-gonna-pay
heterochromia will be the death of him.
Nearly absent-mindlessly , Matt stared at the woman. she was sitting a few tables away from him, at the local 24\7 cafe. It was dark outside and he had stopped for a cup of addictive caffeine, but ended up caught at her eyes.
From all combinations of color, hers was by far the weirdest he'd ever seen, and yet, it fit her completely. Could it be lenses? probably. But he couldn't help staring enamored at her. It wouldn't take long for her to notice his eyes on her, and it would take even longer for him to care.










