( he watches her carefully too. closely and enraptured, a perpetual and tender smile on his face. he can see her skepticism; could have bet money on it and won a pretty penny, too. enzo does nothing but sit back, adjusting his sleeves, refolding his jacket, and letting her arrive at her own conclusions.
he doesn't blink at her question. instead, he rejoins as instantaneous and as it is flirtatious, ) Why wouldn't I want to be friends with you?
( not to be cliche, he adds a moment later, )
You're smart, beautiful, aggressively aggravating at Monopoly. ( so he teases, but it's true. )
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he doesn't blink at her question. instead, he rejoins as instantaneous and as it is flirtatious, ) Why wouldn't I want to be friends with you?
( not to be cliche, he adds a moment later, )
You're smart, beautiful, aggressively aggravating at Monopoly. ( so he teases, but it's true. )