Oscar feels as if he's entered an alternate dimension, wait no scratch that, not even an alternate dimension, he feels as if he's entered heaven, and Isabella is the angel welcoming him.
Except it's not really a welcome but an assessment of whether he truly is good enough to stay, to be allowed in the company of Isabella forever; and at the moment, it feels as if he's failing.
Her presence makes his brain short circuit, malfunction like the way his car had during the beginning of the 2023 season.
Oscar's sort of notorious for his excellent social skills, or well, lack of them, and while previously it's never bothered him before, he really wishes that his PR team had trained him to talk to Isabella as well.
"Um, so, how are you?" He pauses a little too much, and his voice comes out a little croaky, even though he's already suffered through that stage of puberty, and winces internally.
Isabella is sweet though, for his lack of skill in communicating, she seems to make up for it.
"I'm well, sort of excited to be here, if i'm being honest. Normally, Carlos just brings his girlfriend, but they're going through something right now, and i was here for-" Her eyes widen a little, and the sight is so adorable, it makes Oscar's heart squeeze a little, which must be because of the cold and now the brown hue of Isabella's eyes shimmering like golden honey under the bright light of the chandeliers.
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