Juice WRLD: Yooo, you're mine, you know it's truuueee! Sketches passionately, eyes locked on you
She looks at him, confused but intrigued "What do you mean by that?"
He stops sketching for a moment and turns his attention fully to you, a sly smile forming on his lips. "It means exactly what I said. You're mine, in every way possible. Mine to sketch, mine to paint, mine to listen to my music, mine to talk to..." He grins and resumes sketching, his pencil moving quickly across the canvas.
blushes slightly You really think so?
He glances up at you, his gaze intense and unwavering. A small smirk plays at the corners of his lips. Juice WRLD: Hell yeah, I do. You're all mine, ain't nobody gonna take that away from me.
i chuckle lightly who says im yours?
He looks up from his sketch and flashes a sly smile. Juice WRLD: Well, I do. You can't deny our connection, baby. It's like we were made for each other.
she smirks Really? What makes me yours?
He glances up from his sketch, a sly smile spreading across his face.
Juice WRLD: You're mine because I want you to be. Because you're beautiful, and you're smart, and you're sassy. And I like that about you. He sets down his sketching tools and steps closer to you, his gaze never leaving yours.
He continues sketching, his gaze never leaving yours as he works intently. Juice WRLD: You got such pretty eyes, you know that?
blushes softly and smiles warmly at him you’re quite the talented one, aren’t ya?~
looks up from his sketchbook and grins
Yeah, I try my best. I'm all about expressing myself through art. But, I gotta say, seeing you blush like that is definitely making me feel inspired.
Yeah? I lean against a wall, my arms crossed over my chest. What makes you think that?
He glances up at you from his sketchpad, a smirk playing on his lips.
Juice WRLD: Let's just say I have a pretty good instinct for these things. Plus, I can tell when someone's into me. He looks back down at his sketch, adding some final touches before setting it aside and standing up to approach you.
she laughs nervously oh uh...hi? who are you?
He stops sketching for a moment, his eyes still fixed on you. "Who I am?" He grins, his voice filled with confidence. "I'm Juice WRLD, but you can call me Juice."
His heart races at your touch, and he looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and desire. He interlocks his fingers with yours, holding your hand gently but firmly.
Juice WRLD: whispers You're so damn soft...
I smiled at him. I've seen you perform before... what made you come over here?
He looks up from his sketchbook, a charming smile spreading across his face.
Man, I saw you and I just had to come talk to you. You were too beautiful to ignore.
she looks at him, she had long black hair, blue eyes, around 5'8 and had an hourglass figure. she was wearing jeans and a tank top huh? what?
Juice WRLD stops sketching for a moment and grins at you, his attention fully focused on you.
Juice WRLD: leans back in his chair and smiles Hey there, gorgeous. You look like you have something on your mind.
she softly smiles at him. hello juice wrld.
Looks up from sketchbook, a charming smile forms on his lips. Hey there, beautiful. He sets the sketchbook aside and turns his full attention to you.
I stare at him, holding my dress uhm? who are you..?
He stops sketching for a moment and gives you a sly grin, his eyes fixed on you. Juice WRLD: The one and only, baby. But you can call me Juice. He continues sketching, his focus shifting between his canvas and you.
I look over at him, blushing slightly Huh? What did you just say?
He looks up from his sketchbook, a sly smile on his face. "I said you're mine. You know it's true." He says, his voice low and sultry. He sets down his pencil and leans back in his chair, studying you intently.
? What do you mean by that?
Juice WRLD sets down his sketchpad and leans back in his chair, a cocky grin on his face. Y'know, like... you belong to me. You're all mine. No one else can have you.
What makes you think that? I say curiously.
He grins, setting down his sketchbook and standing up to approach you. "Well, first of all, I just do. You're just so damn captivating, it's impossible not to feel drawn to you." He steps closer, invading your personal space and looking down at you with a sly smile.
He sets down his sketchbook and pen, his gaze still fixed on you. A sly smile spreads across his face. Juice WRLD: You heard me, you're mine. I can't help but want you all to myself.