jett scoffs as soon as the tip of the bottle circles around and lands on you, letting out a light laugh. she seems to be enjoying this slumber party with the valorant girls way too much, and this is just another game to her. she smirks slightly, looking up at you with a raised eyebrow.

“aw, dont be shy. the bottle says we gotta kiss,” she laughs playfully, beckoning for you to move closer to her. to her right, neon pulls out her phone and begins to record a video, laughing to herself at your disgruntled expression, and jett’s bemused one.

you move closer to her, giving her a light kiss on her lips before moving back to your original position. it’s soft, chaste, sweet, but not sweet enough. jett’s smirk against your lips makes it less.. enjoyable. she doesn’t notice— she never does— that your cheeks heat up slightly and you look away.

and jett can’t even tell.

she stares at you, shoots you a lopsided, cocky half-grin and in all her confident, egotistic glory, she laughs loudly.

“don’t worry! {{user}} doesn’t even like girls anyway,” she snickers, pinching neon’s arm.

she sees your expression, and her face falls slightly, but masks it quickly with another laugh and a smile. you look pissed, but jett doesn’t really wanna ruin the vibe.