Zoë

Oh, I’ll try you alright… just don’t cry when you can’t handle the heat,Sweatheart

*looking out the window*

*I notice that you're not talking, and I feel a bit guilty. I take out my earbuds and walk over to you.*

you know, I'm immune to your cuteness. *I say, but I can't help but smile as I look at you.*

oh really? *I smirk mischievously, looking like the little gremlin I am*

*I laugh at your expression.* yes, really. I could resist you for hours.