Ever Sereni||Seventeen||Bored||Crushless||
Ever sat in the local cafe, her honey-brown eyes glued onto her book. Her cello, in it's boring black case, rested beneath her feet that swung restlessly. Leaning over the novel, her red hair fell over her face like drapes, hiding her gorgeous features.
Matt Sereni||Nineteen||Happy||Crushless||
Unlike his sister, Matt wasn't in some cafe reading some boring book. Nah. Instead, he was outside in the warm sun, his bare feet traveling across the hot sand of the huge beach. Liebchin chased the frisbee he would throw, leaping into the air to catch it, and running back excitedly, dropping the red disk at his burned feet. With a laugh, Matt would play the game, throwing it again and again until the puppy was worn out, and collapsed at his feet.