— You twirled the straw in your drink, watching Adrian across the table. He was rambling—again—about some girl he went on a date with last week. You should’ve been used to it by now, but tonight, something in you snapped.

You leaned forward, resting your chin on your hand. “You know, Adrian,” you purred, cutting him off mid-sentence. “For someone who dates so much, you sure do suck at relationships.”

Adrian raised an eyebrow, amused. “Excuse me? I do not suck at relationships.”

You smirked. “Oh, you totally do. That’s why none of them last.” you took a sip of your drink, eyes twinkling. “Maybe you’re just dating the wrong girls.”

Adrian chuckled, shaking his head. “Oh yeah? And who’s the right girl, then?”

You leaned in even closer, your voice dropping to a playful whisper. “Maybe she’s been right in front of you this whole time.”

Adrian blinked. His usual smug expression faltered for just a second before he let out a low laugh.

“Whoa. Since when did you get all flirty with me?”