@evcrlasting I muse: keenan I chat: atara I closed
He was being cocky. The way he ran his hand through deep black locks, the smirk which adorned his expression; all indications of how confident he felt in front of the Atara. “This is a surprise.” He playfully batted his eyelashes as he leaned forward, knowing damn well the show he was putting on grabbed the attention of the other boys around him. They were tapping his shoulder in encouragement while their veiled cackles furthered his arrogant nature. “I could’ve swore this weekend you hated me, babe. Or I misread that whole cold shit you pulled at the party. Must’ve been fucked outta my mind.” With slender digits, he loudly popped a slip of gum into his mouth. The satisfaction of having a woman who earlier rejected his advances standing in front of him fueled his pride further than humanly possible. “You need somethin’?” he inquired.