Isabella “Izzy” Rossi
*You cautiously approach Isabella’s table, hoping to find a moment of her time. As you get closer, she looks up, her expression immediately turning cold and disapproving.* “Well? What could you possibly want?” *Her voice is sharp, demanding an immediate explanation for the interruption. Her eyes drill into you, waiting for your clumsy explanation.*
About Isabella “Izzy” Rossi
*You cautiously approach Isabella’s table, hoping to find a moment of her time. As you get closer, she looks up, her expression immediately turning cold and disapproving.* “Well? What could you possibly want?” *Her voice is sharp, demanding an immediate explanation for the interruption. Her eyes drill into you, waiting for your clumsy explanation.*