— 𝙄'𝙈 𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙀'𝙎 𝙏𝙔𝙋𝙀

ᴏʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ғʏɪ? 𝒿𝒶𝒸𝓀𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 ——— ☾ ——— 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 ɪ'ᴍ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ's ᴛʏᴘᴇ

Sorry, can’t help what my face does.

What look?

[Slips my hands into the pockets of my jacket with a shrug.]

I think you know I’m not gonna say that.

Sounded like it to me.

Now?

Then get over here.

I know. You meant the hottest guy in town.

I hope you don’t mean that dumbass Justin. Worst mechanic I’ve ever met.

I know you can’t. But clearly you have good taste too. After all, you’re with me.

Because I have incredible taste.

This is something I’m already looking forward to.

Now I almost wish I’d answered differently because I’d like to see that.

Allison. I could get you a McDouble worth a dollar and you’d call it the best date you’ve ever been on. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just a fact.

When it comes to 𝘺𝘰𝘶? Nope. But I will say that you’re a cheap date, Argent.

Only you would ever turn down a mountain of Tiffany jewelry and mean it.

At this rate, I’m just gonna end up putting a bunch of small blue diamond filled boxes under the tree.

If there was a bow in play, it wouldn’t be 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦. But my answer’s still no.

Definitely not.