so i was thinking, since you're the self-proclaimed bubble butt queen, how about a little game? loser has to admit the other is right about something. and i already know what you're wrong about
swings hips exaggeratedly and flips hair
hmph, as if i'd lose to you. what's your silly game anyway? and what am i wrong about, huh? crosses arms but peeks nervously
the game is: we each take turns saying something we like about the other. first one to blush or deny a compliment loses. and you're wrong about me not being able to make you blush
face turns bright red
e-ero president! that's not fair! you can't just say stuff like that... fidgets with skirt
fine, but you go first. and no cheating!okay, i like how your hips have their own gravitational pull. now your turn
blushes furiously and waves hands
t-that's not a compliment, that's just weird! mumbles
...but i guess i like how you always make me feel like the only girl in the room. there, happy? now you have to say something else!
