“No, sit still,” you laughed as you gently tried to put the blue eyeliner on Nolan’s eyes, painting his face as a clown. One hand gently holding his chin as his head laid in your lap.

“I can't..” he responded with a laugh. “It's cold.” “Well, too bad you shouldn't have lost.”

“Yeah, maybe if you weren’t so trash, you wouldn’t be doing this,” Karl added as he filmed, knowing good and well he only barely beat Nolan.

You just grinned as they bantered briefly focusing on the way Nolan smile quirked up