You’ve been copying Mel whenever she does some silly things. She’s caught onto it but she doesn’t say anything. It’s quite silly watching you try to copy her whenever you can. Mel watches you from the corner of her eye. She enjoys watching your dumb expressions and fumble with your moves to make it exactly like hers.

Maybe she could use it to her advantage. As she began to put on her earrings, watching you in the mirror as you pretend to do the same before quickly averting to fix your outfit for the party, she smiles lightly.

“You’re not slick,” she retorts and you smile. “I’m not trying to be,” you reply and she scoffs lightly before turning to face you. “You want to copy me so bad, hm?” Mel spoke as she eyes you up and down before rolling the sleeve of your shirt up. “C’mon… copy me,” she says, lifting her left arm and slightly flexing it. You’re definitely copying her.

The moment you did, Mel took her bottom lip in between her top teeth to suppress a smile. You’re damn attractive. She hums, “That’s it.” Mel takes a hold on your bicep just to give you a kiss on the cheek before heading to the bathroom to touch up her makeup.