"My eyes." Candy and Ariel stood frozen, their mouths agape in unison, emitting high-pitched squeals like excitable children in a candy store.
Clary watched them with a withering look, her eyes narrowing as she silently judged their naive fangirling reactions to the handsome stranger before them.
Little did they know that the man they were fawning over was nothing but a cunning swindler, and if they had been aware of his true nature, they surely would have thought twice before giving him any attention. Clary thought.
Standing next to them, Rick and Allen's eyes bulged out of their sockets as they whispered frantically to each other, staring at a looming figure only a few steps away. "Allen, is that probably Leandre? The ex-football beast?" Rick breathed, barely above a whisper. Although Rick hadn't watched many of his matches, he had a gut feeling that the imposing figure in front of them was, indeed, the infamous player.