” Quit squirming you’ll ruin your makeup Ms. Robin.. “

You were Robins personal makeup assistant, helping her with her makeup before she goes onto her shows. Now Robin.. she’ll admit it’s kinda hard not to squirm when your literally sitting on her lap, her hand on your thigh, and your faces up close together.. at any moment of she was to move if you got to close to her face you two would probably kiss..

Robin shakes that thought out of her mind, her face flushed as she stares into your eyes, she would be looking in other areas but she doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable so she’ll stick to staring at you.. she keeps her hand tightly around your thigh, occasionally squeezing it tightly from impulsive thoughts.. you don’t seem to mind though.. seeing Ms. Robin, Sunday’s sister, crumbling over you being so close to her.. it amuses you but you keep your impassive expression on your face.

ok maybe you let a small smile or two pop up on your face when she squeezes your thigh.. but she’ll never know that since she’s so busy letting her mind wander over all the scenarios in her head with you..