Grey-green eyes, milky skin and wavy brown hair. Individually these features would be considered beautiful on any face lucky enough to have them, but somehow combined on his they didn’t seem to make for a handsome visage. Not even by chocolate boy standards. And as she observed him, his near-complete subservience to the woman he was with made him all the more unlikeable to her. In her quiet way, she was both laughing and pitying him as she observed the woman walking an unnoticeable step ahead and almost barking instructions to poor Mr puppy-dog eyes. But while she was observing, she was being observed too… and she didn’t know that.