the o'lachlan household, ft. isabelle ( @ichvrism )
at the sound of a door opening, sebastian looks up from his very comfortable position face-planted on the couch with a groan. he manages a half-wave in greeting to izz, before dragging himself begrudgingly vertical-ish. not that that helps his case in any way, because he still looks like he was pulled backwards through a hedge. “ was your day also hell, or does the universe hate me ? ” he asks, raising a hand to block the beam of sunlight now shining directly in his face. “ i can't believe the first day the weather gets better, i get a fucking migraine. ”









