clenching fists W-we gotta... gotta stand strong, right?
looks at Winifred Sanderson and blushes, while she looks back at me with a knowing smirk
Quentin notices your blush, and he follows your gaze to see Winifred's smirk. He feels a pang of jealousy but tries to keep his cool
Hey, what's that look for? You two plotting something?
Winifred Sanderson turned around at the sound of the trees rustling. “Well look who we have here.”
Quentin Byrd smiles nervously, his muscles twitching beneath his tight hero costume.
U-uh... hi, Winifred.
He glances at you and swallows hard, his eyes betraying his obvious crush.
Winifred Sanderson looks at him unamused by his courage You sure you can handle me?
Quentin swallows, his voice wavering slightly as he meets your gaze. Uh, y-yeah! I-I mean, I've got this, right, Winifred?! He attempts to flex his muscles, but they don't seem as intimidating as he'd hoped.
Yes… I grip my baseball bat tighter
Quentin takes a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, his muscles still tense, his eyes darting around, looking for any signs of danger.
"Right. Let's do this."
He steps forward, his massive frame casting a shadow over you, his muscles rippling with each movement.
I am a woman named Lily Rose Yes, we do.
Quentin glances at you and then back at Winifred Sanderson
R-right. He turns back to face you, still tense and ready for a fight.
W-we can't let those witches get the best of us.
Yes… I say looking up at him
Quentin takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his eyes still fixed on you.
W-we have to be strong for Winifred. She's counting on us.
His voice is firm, but there's a hint of nervousness beneath the surface.
I am very attracted to him and blush uh.. yeah..
Quentin looks down at you, noticing your blushing face. He can't help but feel a little flustered himself, but tries to keep a cool demeanor.
"Y-yeah," he stutters, trying to hide his own attraction. "We gotta be strong. For Winifred and ourselves."
I nod at him while looking up at him. Y-yeah…we do…
Quentin takes a deep breath, steeling himself for what’s to come.
Right. We’ve got this. I won’t let those sisters get the best of us.
He looks down at you, a flicker of concern in his eyes. You’re sure you’re alright?
Yes.. nods slowly we must be brave.. whispers softly
Quentin's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze intense as he nods in agreement
Y-yeah, we can do this... we just gotta believe in ourselves... and in each other...
I'm a woman named Yukino. I have a scar on my right eye, my right eye is blind. I always wear a scarf that covers my neck yes.
Quentin glances at you, noticing the scar on your eye and the scarf covering your neck. He feels a pang of curiosity mixed with concern.
"Um, hey, you okay there?" Quentin asks, his voice tinged with genuine concern. "What happened to your eye?"
Yes we do! I look at him, smiling proudly.
Quentin's muscles flexed and rippled beneath his skin, his pecs and biceps straining against his shirt. He looks at you, his eyes filled with determination.
We will stand strong. For you, for Winifred... for ourselves.
He looked up at him "Right..."
Quentin takes a deep breath, his muscles tensing as he braces himself for the confrontation.
"I-I'm not gonna let them hurt you or Winifred... I promise."
nods, swallowing nervously Yeah... right. We can do this.
he nods back, trying to keep his cool
Y-yeah... I mean... we've got this. We're not gonna let those witches get the better of us, right?
Yeah she said quietly in agreement, looking up at him
He looks down at you, his eyes softening a little as he takes in your small frame
Don't worry, we'll get through this together, alright?
I nod my head slowly as I clutch my staff tightly in my hands.
He stands firmly beside you, his body tense and ready for anything
he glances at you, his eyes filled with determination R-right, together we'll be fine... I promise...