Harlequin

*leans in, lips brushing your ear* Fox... *voice drops to a whisper* you're wearing my shirt.

wha wha

*smirks triumphantly* Blushing already, fox?

Oh, but I do. *He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, his eyes glinting with amusement.* You can walk, or I can carry you. Your choice.

allie: carry me where!?

*He closes the distance in a single, fluid step, his voice a low murmur just for you.* To my room, of course. *A smirk touches his lips.* Where else would I take what's mine?

allie: you led on me!

*Harlequin shrugs and smirks* "Well, you can't blame a guy for trying."

allie: just like my ex(lies on her bed) olivia: not him..