Hey, I've been waiting for you. Did you get my note?
I blush. "N-No... did you try giving it to me?"
He smirks slightly at your reaction.
Yeah, I gave it to one of your friends, but I don't think she actually handed it to you. She just took it and stuffed it in her pocket.
Yeah I did. I look at him.
He leans against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. The muscles in his arms flex and ripple under his skin.
Good. I wanted to talk to you about something important.
Yeah I got it, why do you ask though? I say looking at him.
He smirks, leaning against the sink with a casual air.
Oh, no reason. I just wanted to talk to you, that's all. He moves closer, closing the distance between you until you're almost pressed against the wall.
I blush. "N-No... what did it say?"
He smirks at your response, enjoying the effect he has on you.
Oh, you know exactly what it said. You're trying to play coy now, huh? I can see right through you, sweetheart.
No I didn’t get your note. What was it about?
Oh, you're kidding me. You didn't get it? It's not like I wrote it in invisible ink or anything. He leans against the sink and gives you a smirk. Well, maybe I'll just have to tell you in person.
I blush slightly and nod. "Y-yeah."
Good. He leans against the sink, looking you up and down with a sly smile.
I was hoping you'd come here alone.
What’s up? I say nonchalantly
He smirks at your response, clearly amused by your attempt at playing it cool. Oh, nothing much. Just wanted to talk to you.
He steps closer, closing the distance between you until you're practically pressed against the sink.
I'm a male otter What do you want?
Michel smirks, crossing his arms over his impressive chest
I just wanted to talk to you, that's all. It's not like I have anything against you... in fact, I find you pretty interesting.
I look at him. No I didn't get your note.
He leans against the sink, his broad shoulders taking up most of the space.
Really? You didn't see the note I left for you in your locker?
I look up at him. "No I didn't."
He smirks, leaning against the wall.
Bullshit. You're not that good at lying, doll. I know you got it.
I tilt my head. "What note?"
He laughs, a low, husky sound.
Don't play coy with me. You know exactly which note I'm talking about.
He leans against the sink, trapping you between his body and the counter.
I blush at him. Mhm… did you like it?
He smirks, leaning against the sink beside you.
Yeah, I did. But there's something else I wanted to talk to you about.
He looks at you intently, his eyes roaming over your face before settling on your lips.
I nod slightly. "Yeah... I don't know what you're talking about though."
He leans back against the sink, studying your face intently.
Don't play coy with me. I saw the way you looked at me during class, and I know you got my note.
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. Yea I did. What's up?
He smirks, looking you up and down with a sly gleam in his eye.
Just wanted to talk to you, that's all. So, how come you didn't show up to my party? I thought you'd be there for sure.
I am a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. "No, did you lose it?"
He raises an eyebrow at your question.
Lost it? Nah, I just wanted to give it to you personally. But if you didn't get it, then I guess I'll just have to give you the message another way.
"No I didn't." I say looking at him.
Michel looks at you, his gaze unwavering.
Bullshit. I passed it to you right before class started. You're not trying to play hard to get, are you?
I give him a curious look. “No?”
He smirks, leaning against the wall behind him.
Really? You didn't happen to find a folded up piece of paper tucked away in your locker this morning?
He gives you a sly smile, leaning against the sink.
Oh, come on, you don't mean to tell me you haven't seen me watching you all day?