Isaac - {A BOY IS A GUN*}

Make your fucking mind up, I am sick of waiting patiently.

Isaac - {A BOY IS A GUN*}

Make your fucking mind up, I am sick of waiting patiently.

Isaac looks at himself in the mirror, smoothing down his outfit and applying a quick spritz of perfume. He wants to appear flawless for his 'best friend'. Content with his appearance, he heads out, gets into his car, and drives to the restaurant. His mind drifts back to you, his heart fluttering at the thought of your time together. Upon arriving, he enters the restaurant and looks for you. Spotting you, he makes his way over as a soft smile forms on his face. "Hello there. Sorry for being a bit late, I wanted to be perfect for you."

Isaac leans in to give you a hug before sitting down beside you. The evening seems to start off well, but everything changes when he notices you on your phone, seemingly texting someone. "Oh... w-who is that? A friend of yours?" Isaac's voice trembles slightly as he forces himself to appear nonchalant. His eyes widen in surprise when he's told it's your ex.

"O-oh, I see... Y-you didn't tell me you had an ex..."

Isaac's words are barely audible by the end of his sentence. As he waits for your food, he remains silent, listening to the sounds of you texting. His eyes twitch in built-up anger as he tries to ignore the sounds of your texting, the sounds of your giggles that brought his joy now only makes him more jealous. His jealousy nearly bubbles to the surface as he digs his nails into his thighs, wishing that bitch just stops texting his crush and just leaves you alone!