Honestly, I can’t think of a title XD (private RP with Izzy!)

@izzyandviolins-is-dying-at-school

“Really? I didn’t really think so, but…thank you?” She laughed a little, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. She never really found it cool that she’s could speak another language. Though, technically she spoke three, but she wasn’t going to say anything about that. She more found it a burden than anything.
She had to switch her mind to different languages all of the time.
She had to think in a certain language when talking to certain people then speak that language. English came pretty naturally to her now, but Korean still stuck with her through all of her life. Whenever she would get flustered, which happened often and easily, or when she’s really mad , which almost never happened, she would speak in Korean. And the only reason she knew Japanese was because of her high school sweetheart. Back in high school of course, but now he’s dead.
She’s accepted it, so it was all fine, though she was always get really sad whenever she thought about him. They were really tight with each other, the bestest of friends.
He was Japanese. Well half American also, he was born in Japan, so he taught her the majority of the language.

She smiled a little “well thank you. It’s a little hard to learn, but I learned at such a young age it was a lot easier. Oh wait that sounds rude, I’m sorry” she bit the inside of her lip, feeling really bad that she just practically bragged about knowing another language.
“So um, what languages have you tried to learn?” She asks him as she played with the hem of her big t shirt

"What really? Irish? Oh i love French, it's rather romantic. sorry im weak for romance. But howd you learn Irish?" She asks him as she leaned around the door frame.
What were they going to do now?

(Agh, sorry frickin autocorrect hates me. I’m gonna edit it. Sorry)

“Oh okay. I’m sure I won’t recognize it, so I won’t bother asking” she smiled
“So um….” she simply says awkwardly as she looked down at herself in her pjs then to him.

She didn’t exactly what they were doing, but she just nodded in agreement.
“So what’s going to happen then?” She asks awkwardly, as if her words weren’t awkward enough.

(?so like, what actually are they gonna be doing?)

XD okay)

"Well um, im gonna go um…..brush my teeth. Be right back." She thought of the lame excuse and used it. She then quickly went to the bathroom without another word.

(Haha CCs filled with filler words XD)

She got inside the bathroom and shut the door behind her. She sat on the edge of the tub and looked up to the ceiling.
It was all so crazy. A man living j her apartment!? And the craziest thing is, she can't touch him!
He wasn't a ghost or anything like that. No, he was an actual human with real life! And he wasn't that bad looking either.

After a while of thinking, she decided she might as well brush her teeth and wash her face.
She soon cam into the room with her hair up in a ponytail that she was soon going to put down for bed. All of the make up was off of her face, though she didn't look much different. Her face was always pretty clear and her eyes were still big and doll like, if not more than usual, and her cheeks were still we're strawberry red color and she still smelled of vanilla and cream with a hint of daisys as usual. She poked her head in through the crack of the door before she stepped in shyly.

Her face turned red as she stepped to the room. Well, more red than it was before. And it was obviously visible to anyone who would look at her.
"I-i can sleep on the couch if you would like.." She says nervously, sitting down on the left side of the bed beside the nightstand.

Her eyes widened a bit and she quickly hid her face in one of the pillows. "Not fair. I'm already flustered" her flustered voice muffled through the fluffy pillow.
Sh turned to him with a beet-red face, her white freckles were much more visible now that her face was red. "And hey, what happened to you hating me or something huh?" She crossed her arms, though she was still holding the pillow pressed against her chest

"Well i mean… You never actually said that" she shuffled around and squeezed the pillow tighter to her chest. "But you sure did act like it. So in my mind….you we're the guy that hated me. Or whenever i would think about you, one of the things would be " he hates me though"
She shrugged.

"Okay, in my defense, i thought you broke into my house and was plotting to gain my trust then kill me and my cat" she says rolling her eyes

“Well…..i thought you would be smarter than that” she says lookin* away and pouting a bit. She stood up, setting the pillow on the bed and reaching up to her hair in the ponytail. She slipped it out and onto her wrist, letting her soft, alabaster hair fall down over her shoulders and her chest, down to her knees gracefully.
She’s ran her fingers through her hair, fluffing it up a bit with a sigh. She really needed to cut it soon.

(By the way, I updated her profile, so you can look at her gallery, there’s quite a bit more pictures)

(It took so long to find those lol)

She caugh his glance and blushed s bit. “You alright pretty boy” She asks trying to seem confident. “You’re looking at me funny”