Elvira Lamb was a peculiar sight. She wasn’t exactly the perfect beauty, but she had good features. She had plump lips, one’s that guys would dream about kissing if they could ever get up close. Her eyes were a dark green that were commonly mistaken for blue. Her lashes bared mascara, but not enough to be noticeable. Under her eyes were puffy and pink, like she was always crying. Her brows were thick and dark. They weren’t perfectly shaped but it was fine because her slightly uneven bangs almost fully covered them. Her nose was long and thin. She didn’t like thinking about her looks, but it did bother her. Her ears were pointy, which is why she always had her hair down. She didn’t want to give anyone a reason to pay a lot of attention to her. Her dark brown hair was to her shoulders in slight waves. It was slightly untamed, but not enough where people cared. Everything about her was something that people didn’t care about. She sometimes wished that people did.