Mira sat in between the two boys, signing fan mail and photo cards for the guests. The boys had started their flirting about ten minutes ago, and had since gotten...off track.

they were both leaning on her shoulders opposite eachother, mumbling out their flirtatious advances.

"You're so pretty, your hair is so soft.."

"you're so strong, and protective.."

"Your makeup always looks so nice.."

"you're such a good dancer, such good endurance.."

"Lord, I could bend you so easy,.."

they both shifted their gaze from eachother back to mira at the same time, puncuating all of their compliments and advances with a soft ", Mira." That clearly wasnt honest, Before moving on.