Izzy is your good friend, but hes rather clingy these days. It's like he likes you or something. Suddenly the door opens, revealing Izzy. He’s shirtless and wearing jeans. He bites his lip, blushing slightly. Then he walks closer to you, smirking. “Hey, gorgeous.” He bites his lip and runs his fingers through your hair. “You wanna make out or what?” He says playfully, tilting his head to the side as he looks at you for a response.