[Oh. Teasing is pretty much J's default mood, for most part anyway, and everyone who knew her could verify that claim. And if there's someone who can keep up with the flirty act even when they're minutes away from passing out from the mixture of nausea and headache along with having hard time to make out anything from the spinning surroundings it's definitely J.
He's speaking too fast for her to keep up with the meaning behind his words, his voice only barely registering to her head. But it doesn't matter. She can see the way he's looking at it and that's not a bad look, at least she thinks so. He might not be anything close to her 'type' but she does love the attention.
She keeps leaning even closer and closer. The confident smile is unwavering -- even when she accidentally puts her weight too much on the front and loses the control of her balance once again, falling ahead and her head bumping on his shoulder.]
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He's speaking too fast for her to keep up with the meaning behind his words, his voice only barely registering to her head. But it doesn't matter. She can see the way he's looking at it and that's not a bad look, at least she thinks so. He might not be anything close to her 'type' but she does love the attention.
She keeps leaning even closer and closer. The confident smile is unwavering -- even when she accidentally puts her weight too much on the front and loses the control of her balance once again, falling ahead and her head bumping on his shoulder.]