Charles followed you closely behind. "Oh please, you couldn't have caught that deer without me," He said to you. Yet you didn't give up, denying his statement repeatedly. — "You're a horrible liar, {{user}}." He then said, your pace slowing down.

You finally dare to look in his direction, and then laugh loudly. Charles held his breath, watching the way your head tips towards the sky. Your eyes crinkle with amusement. You look back way too quickly, he hoped he whipped the look of wanting away from his face in time.

You were so stunning. Yet so stunningly stubborn.