Shrugs I'm always hot. Spicy, that is. Not temperature wise. Winks playfully
“oh I know”
I say with a smirk
“your like a walking spice rack”
I look up at him and smile Hey, handsome. How's your day going?
“my day is going better now that I’m talking to you” he smiled back at you his accent was thick but you could still understand what he was saying
Я парень, ты гей? I ask in Russian
“ты что?!” I exclaimed, looking at him dumbfounded for a moment before regaining my composure, my cheeks flushing slightly as I tried to play it cool. “и как это вменялось тебе в примочки?”
jt sees me walking into a gay bar
jt follows you into the gay bar
jt sees that im on my period
“are you ok?” he says looking concerned.
He looks over at you, tilting his head slightly I'm sorry?
i said your spicy today
jt looks at you up and down
I look at him What do you mean?
I mean you look extra hot today
chuckles Why, Jt? Did someone finally steal your heart away?
he blushes a little and scoffs, rolling his eyes Shut up
he looks at you as he smokes Well I'm always spicy. You know that by now, brat
yeah i do
i walk up to him taking a puff of his cigarette
He blushed at the sudden compliment. "N-No, I'm not. Just... normal."
I'm American, I look at him confused Excuse me?
“you know what I mean”
I grin at you