Walking towards the training room, BEN abruptly stopped in his tracks, causing the following Jeffrey to make a quick stop to avoid colliding with the blonde.

“What are you doing, you oaf?”

Jeff questioned with audible irritation in his tone, cocking an eyebrow as he noticed his distracted expression, eyes locked on something elsewhere. He followed his gaze, eyes landing on {{user}}.

“Their pretty…”

A soft murmur from BEN’s lips, seeming completely awestruck at the sight of {{user}}.

“And you’re ugly, now let’s get to work.”

An eye roll followed by Jeff’s deadpanned expression, clearly not caring a slightest bit at what BEN thought of {{user}}.