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«You know, we should make this interesting» he said, turning slightly toward her. «How about we play a game?»
Milaine raised an eyebrow «What kind of game?»
«Questions» Lando said, grinning. «We take turns asking each other anything. If you don't want to answer, you have to take a long sip of wine.» He lifted the bottle of red wine they had brought out, already uncorked, and poured it into two glasses. He handed one to her, their fingers brushing for just a moment, sending a small jolt through both of them.
Milaine chuckled, pulling her blanket tighter around herself. «Alright, sounds fun. But I'm warning you, Im not a lightweight .»
Lando leaned back, an amused gleam in his eyes. «Im also not a lightweight . Ladies first.»
Milaine took a slow sip of her wine before thinking of her first question. «Okay... Why did you run away from your situationship and went to the bathroom ?»
Lando laughed, shaking his head. «Do you want me to start drinking already?»
She chuckled and just waited for him to do something, whether he drinks or he answers the question ... He took a few seconds to finally decide to answer the question instead of drinking..
«We were talking about Us , about our relationship .. The relationship that i thought i wanted , but then i just started feeling claustrophobic about the whole situation i felt like i was suffocating.. And i just excused myself and went to the bathroom»
Right after saying those words , he drinks all his glass of wine in one go , which caught milaine off guard .. «You answered the question, why did you drink?»
«Fuck it, i just feel like drinking» He shrugged his shoulder unbothered and then he asks as it was his turn «What do you do do in life? Like what's your job?»
She blinks for a few seconds tightening her grip around the glass in her hands , Even when the question was not that personal, she struggled to answer .. She would be risking him finally recognizing her because of her profession.. so she kept it simple «Im an athlete»
As soon he hears her he groans in annoyance «Oh cmon you can't just say that , be more specific»
Milaine then raises her glass and takes a long sip of her wine .. keeping eye contact with him in a challenging manner..
«Fine be that way» he says.
Milaine smiled in amusement at his sulking face , it was cute .. His whole personality was cute, the way he talks , the way you can tell what he's feeling just by looking at his eyes and his face, they shine when he is excited or happy, he scrunchs his nose when he is annoyed or frustrated.. His face turns slightly red when he's flustered, like when he saw her wearing his clothes... She enjoyed looking and analyzing his features ..
