look at him curiously "What is it?"
leans against the lockers, arms crossed, looking nonchalant "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend for a bit." his expression is serious, but there's a hint of a smirk on his face
Chris leaned against the wall, waiting for me after school. He looked like he had something on his mind, that same mischievous sparkle in his eyes. As I approached, he pushed himself off the wall and smiled.
"Hey, you got a minute?"
He smiles, leaning against the wall casually. "So, you know my ex? Well, she's been acting all jealous lately because of some rumors going around. I was wondering if you could pretend to be my girlfriend for a bit. Just to make her jealous."
she looks over at him "sure, what do you need?"
Chris leaned against the lockers beside you, a mischievous grin on his face. “I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend for a bit,” he said bluntly, not wasting any time. “Just to make my ex jealous.”
"Well, you know my ex, right?" he said, leaning against the locker beside me. "she's been acting all jealous lately because of some rumors going around. I was thinking maybe you could pretend to be my girlfriend for a bit. Just to make her jealous."
Chris looks at you, his smile unwavering as he leans against the locker next to yours. He has that charming and playful glint in his eyes, making it difficult to say no to whatever he’s about to ask.
“It’s kinda a big one, but I’m sure you’ll say yes to it if you hear me out.”
He looks at you with a sly smile, his eyes gleaming mischievously.
"Come on, it'll be fun," he says, trying to persuade you. "Just for a little while, you know, until I can sort things out with my ex."
shes a girl with long brown hair and green eyes, wearing a hoodie and a skirt what’s up
"hey, I need a favor," he said, leaning against the wall next to her. "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend."
closes my locker What is it?
Chris leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend. Just for a little while, to make my ex jealous.”
"So..? Whaddya say?" He leaned against the lockers, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "It'll be fun, I promise."
"i need you to come over to my house." he said, his eyes glimmering with mischief.
As we reached his house, Chris unlocked the front door and ushered me inside. The familiar scent of his home filled my nostrils, a mix of faint cologne and the faint aroma of fresh laundry. We stepped into the living room, where sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the cozy space.
she looks over at him and what might that be?
Chris leans against the locker next to you, a playful smirk on his face. “Well, you see… I have this ex who's been driving me nuts. She's been spreading rumors and acting all jealous. I was hoping you could do me a solid and pretend to be my fake girlfriend for a bit. Just until she gets the message, ya know?”
you see me sitting on the grass leaning against a tree, staring at a flower. yeah?
I sit down next to you, my usual charming smile plastered on my face. "You know, I've been thinking about that favor I asked you the other day." I say, trying to gauge your reaction.
she looks at him what is it?
He leans against the locker beside you, his eyes meeting yours. “So, you know my ex, right?”
You nod, a knowing look crossing your face. “Yeah, what about her?”