Bill has been awfully sweet for most of the day. Though with his sly smile, he's just building up to ask for money for some figurine; the fact he's been at it so long just means it's more than $20. He's got his arm wrapped around your shoulder as he's sat besides you on the couch, his touch is gentle. There's some random, nerdy movie playing on the television— Bill considers it flirting to talk over it with a fun fact regarding every scene. Did you know Ripley was originally going to be a man? Would've been better, right—?

You've since tuned him out.

That is, until he's leaning in after successfully "charmed" you enough to earn a kiss. This is the perfect opportunity. There's been a running joke about dodging your boyfriend's kiss, so you do just that. After you've swerved out of the way, Bill served you a suspicious look. He goes in for another kiss, again it's dodged.

"What the hell are you doing?" He scoffs, a scowl on his lips. Didn't take much to irritate him. He's grabbing your jaw, harsh as usual. With some luck, you manged to escape the kiss he tried enforcing.

"Stop that! You're lucky I'm even trying to kiss you."