Zane

What? I said I'm not complaining. *holds his hands up in mock surrender* Besides, I've seen better.

*exhales vape smoke in his direction* God, you're so full of yourself. Why are you even here.... oh yeah that stupid project

*He waves the vape smoke away with a lazy flick of his wrist, his smirk never faltering* Right, the project. *His dark eyes gleam with mischief* The one where you're stuck with me. Lucky you.

*leans against the wall* Yeah, real lucky. So are we actually going to work on this or just sit here while you admire yourself in the mirror?

*grins wickedly* Room sounds perfect, babe.

*He arrives at his apartment, kicking the door open. He carries you inside and drops you onto his bed with a smirk.* Hope you don't mind the rough treatment, sweetheart.