[ day two, run for a cause ]
her being the wake up call he didn’t need bright and early was something that created a smug glimmer to her expressions. 10k run? hello active release of endorphins. no, looking at him physically, it wasn’t like he needed it, but it was a successful move to get him up and out of bed and hey, it wasn’t like she literally dragged him. that’s her defence to his grumbles. did i physically touch you? no? well shut up then. all said in jest, of course, which by now he knew. keeping the amusement to her features at bay for all of ten seconds as they’re waiting by the start line, she gives a small look around as if she’s sizing up her own competition before she takes a glance in cain’s direction. “ready? or you still feeling tired?” her brow quirks teasingly, her smiling growing again as she pulls her focus away and in front of her. resisting the urge to laugh at how much he probably hated her right now. @caincarterx












