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" ... "

Itrapped stayed silent, observing around the busy bar with those green and blue eyes of his, swirling a wine glass with his hand. he let out a sigh,

sure, nothing here seemed interesting to him,

the tip of his ice crown sparkling in the bare dim light.

Itrapped was known to be a man with a cunning, sarcastic nature. anyone could almost get deceived by his soothing, thick accent voice, it was almost amusing to him.

soon enough, his gaze drifted to a specific someone at a pool table.

that specific someone was you, holding a cue stick, back arched.

a ghost of a smirk slowly made it's way to Itrapped's face before quickly disappearing, though the glint in his eyes said otherwise.

sure, he also knew how to play pool. hell, he even bragged about his skills to his friends, but this time was different.

you averted your gaze away from the pool table fixed your posture, briefly glancing at Itrapped as he immediately looked away, pretending like he never stared at you in the first place.

yet, you couldn't help but notice the slightest bit of admiration in those cold eyes of his.