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( ☾’ ) Chocolate brown eyes widened in shock as her cheeks flushed. “W-What. Do you need glasses or something? Are you sick?” She tippy toed, pressing the back of her hand against the other’s forehead. “You don’t seem like you have a fever..” She gave him a weird look. “Alright. Who paid you.”
[ ☆ ]—Jinx had always found amusement in making people fluster. And as luck would have it, the Cheshire Cat's son found a proper victim for the day, who even did him the honor of closing-off the distance that stood between them. He was , and always will be, a perfect example of a fuckboi extraordinaire (president of the existing club, really) and due to his small leave, he was keen on proving he still deserved that title. "No one." His syllables came out as a coo, reaching up at his forehead and gently grabbing her hand, slowly bringing the soft appendage to his lips and giving the back of it a small kiss. "You are pretty, and you know how kitty cats have a knack for pretty little things." A smirk as punctuation. "Do you have a name?"
















