Izzy and Nes
Fortunately for a lot of people, Nesryn was far from the jealous type. Years ago she may have been a different person - her teenage years had been full of rebellion but she’d outgrown that - but right now she didn’t let herself sweat much of the small stuff. Work, hanging out with friends, she wasn’t in any place to be angry or judge mental about anyone.
So, when the blonde walked over Nesryn turned toward her with a bright smile. At the quip, the wolf laughed, crinkling the end of her nose. “I know, right!? Everyone is so tall!” She was glad for the thing in common they shared already. And then the next part made Nesryn laugh softly. “Oh Brian, he’s so sweet. Glad to meet you, Izzy. I’m Nesryn! Are you friends with Brian?” Brian had a lot of friends. He liked to pretend that he was a dark and brooding type but in reality he was far from it.