it has its uses Princess P1

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I smirked as I finished up my paperwork grabbing my sunglasses from my handbag as I felt the building walking out onto this campus fixing my long and puffy petticoats as I walked along the path. I smirked a little more to myself as I heard the familiar cocky voice, I glanced overseeing a small reporter boy sat with his notebook and pen hanging on every one of his words. And then that tall thin annoyance of mine stood his foot on the bench finding with his hat in his hand talking his usual bullshit. I went to continue walking but -

"Ahh, Y/n Y/l/n?" He smirked as he saw me turning from his reporter to see me 

"Umm, Benny Watts" I smirked back crossing my arms as I turned to him 

"coffee?" he asks

"I'll pass" I answered heading down the path

"Hey! Wait up princess" he says quickly hurrying after me putting his hat on and his hands in his pocket

"When are you going to stop calling me that?"

"When you stop liking it" 

"I don't like it"

"Yeah, sure you don't" He smirked as I felt his hand grab my arse giving it a squeeze through my dress 

"Hands off the goods watts," I laughed pushing his hand away

"Then don't go around waving it at me" 

"its how I walk, not my fault you're thinking with that head" I smirked, "what are you up to tonight?"

"I don't know, speed chess wit the boys down the student union. What about you?"

"I think I'll get an early night, get cosy in my room... maybe read a book"

"Ohh? What book?"

"Maybe I'll read your book" I smirked

"Umm? Why? nervous? Worried you need an edge for tomorrow Princess?"

"Maybe I like having an edge over you Benny" I smirked "I wanted to ask you something anyway"

"Ohh? Six three nine" He answered 

"what?" I laughed 

"My room" He shrugs

"No thanks, I didn't wanna know" I laughed "what's with the knife?"

"Ohh, Protection" 

"From what?"

"From whatever", he shrugs "But other stuff too"

"Like?"

"It has its uses Princess" He smirked "Now, I better leave you to your reading" He says taking my hand giving it a little kiss before he headed back in the direction of the reporter 

"Benny?" I asked 

"yeah?" He called back as he turned back to me

"Six eight two, eight O clock, the green one" I smirked to him

"Eight O clock it is, princess" he smirked 

"Ohh... and Bring the knife" I smirked turning away from him and heading back to my room. 

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