Another thing to best me at, you're really unbeatable you know.
[Said in a fun and teasing way, and for a moment he casts a glance her way and has the most fleeting desire to put a kiss to her temple. Instead he sits forward, and takes a swig from their shared bottle.]
More things to contest later, when this is over. I'll draw you, you draw me. We can compete to see who captures whose essence better.
[ With a heavy sigh as though they're speaking of water being wet, ] You'll admit that it's me.
[ It won't be. Saints, it won't be. Unless Wesley truly is a poor artist, Zoya will win this one by losing.
But she continues being haughty. It's fun playing up her arrogance with someone who won't bristle at it and either start quivering in their insecurity or grow petulantly angry. ]
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[Said in a fun and teasing way, and for a moment he casts a glance her way and has the most fleeting desire to put a kiss to her temple. Instead he sits forward, and takes a swig from their shared bottle.]
More things to contest later, when this is over. I'll draw you, you draw me. We can compete to see who captures whose essence better.
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[ It won't be. Saints, it won't be. Unless Wesley truly is a poor artist, Zoya will win this one by losing.
But she continues being haughty. It's fun playing up her arrogance with someone who won't bristle at it and either start quivering in their insecurity or grow petulantly angry. ]
I can't wait to claim my prize from you.
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[He says, before taking another sip and slumping his shoulders. Then he offers her the bottle, gently tipping it her way.]