 Slytherindor ♛ The Crazytastic Besties ♛ Shan Watson ♛
And here the girl was, once again, with popular culture references. "Not intentionally but sure, let's go with that," he said with a an arch of his left eyebrow at her reference to Narnia and something else. He stared blankly for a moment, genuinely trying to piece what she had said together. Hunger Games meets Narnia meets the death cure - danger - destruction -- err... She kind of sounded a wee bit mad to him.-- "You've lost me. Try simplifying it?"
Wow. Despite Gumball Girl smiling at all and pretending to be flirty at her last statement, Chase couldn't help but feel slightly bad for her. He dropped his normal playful facade. Was she okay? "A tendency to disappoint people? I'm sorry... that's rather sad..." he asked as he gazed at her and tried to see through the facade that this person put up.
Errr.. Too late. Contact malfunction. He winced as she touched her eye and took that out. "I hope for your sake that you know where your hands have been.. There are SO many germs on your hands and you just touched your eye. What if you get an eye infection?" SOOOO PAINFUL. Was this girl born in a barn or something or was cleanliness something she chose to ignore?? Though those glasses were kinda cute.... AHEM. "I like your glasses. They suit you."
He thought she was trying to get on his good side cause she liiiiiiiiiked him obviously. The way she bugged him told him enough. Heh. Def more than tolerate. He smirked at the somewhat pesky/endearing (he hadn't decided which yet) nickname. "Yes now you are just trying to be friendly or lazy, I don't know...." He wasn't sure if he cared to be honest but he wasn't going to tell her that because he enjoyed the attention. Chase liked this dynamic very much. "Oh? How WILL I know, Greyvson?"
And at her statement, Chase shuffled. "Err.. kind of I suppose... The way you gave me a nickname and continue to find me out... Either you have a big CRUSH on me, GG, or fate is pushing us together for some reason to be acquaintances or friends...." he admitted, finally speaking the truth to her. "Yeah, you and I?" he chuckled. He didn't know her but based on their track record, they would probably end up speaking an Unforgivable or two. "Us? Unthinkable... I don't believe we're each other's types..." Yes, shut down the possibility as quickly as possible so it ISN'T AWKWARD.
It was still awkward, dear reader
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