PopularNovelChapter 81 Citrine watched Sebastian intently, her gaze fixed on every move he made at the claw machine.
If she was counting right, this was already his ninth attempt.
And still, not a single plushie had made it out.
"Wantto give it a try?" Citrine asked, testing the waters.
"Go ahead," Sebastian replied, a little flustered now that even his ears turned red after so many failed tries. Hearing Citrine's suggestion, he quickly slid a gtoken into the slot for her.
Lining up her shot, Citrine pressed the button with confidence. The very next second, the fox plushie dropped easily from the claw.
"Got it." Citrine's eyes sparkled as she scooped up the toy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're really good at this," Sebastian said, seeing her so pleased, a small smile tugging at his lips.
The way he said her ncaught Citrine off guard.
"What? Am I not supposed to call you Citrine?" Sebastian noticed her expression and couldn't help but ask. "No, it's fine. You can," Citrine stammered. Honestly, he could call her whatever he wanted as long as she could get on his good side.
It was just that Sebastian suddenly using her nso familiarly took sgetting used to.
Since they'd met, aside from exchanging names that first day on social media, neither of them had ever actually called the other by name.
"So, should I call you Sebastian from now on?" Citrine figured that since he was using her name, she couldn't just keep calling him "big brother" all the time- especially since he definitely wasn't her brother.
Sebastian stared at Citrine, then suddenly grinned. "How old are you, anyway?" "I'll be eighteen soon," Citrine answered, not sure why he was asking but taking the question seriously.
He folded his arms and cocked his head at her. "So, you're seventeen." He kept going, "I'm twenty. If you callby my first name, aren't you getting away with something?" Citrine nodded, strangely convinced by his logic. "Then what should I call you?" She considered "Mister Sebastian," but that sounded ridiculous-like calling someone "sir" at a bar. No, that wouldn't do.
Citrine racked her brain but couldn't cup with a better option.
Sebastian seemed stumped too. "Forget it, just callby my name." Citrine nodded in agreement.
Afterward, they wandered over to a few other arcade games. Sebastian soon realized this girl had a real knack for gaming.
While she played, all those hard-to-read emotions vanished from her face; she was focused, almost childlike, and for the first the saw her as a regular kid.
By the tthey left the arcade, it was already late. Glancing up at the dark sky, Sebastian felt a flicker of worry.
"I'll walk you home," he said. "It's not safe this late." Citrine checked the time, then decided not to argue.
It was only a ten-minute walk from downtown to Grandeur Waters Residences. They didn't bother calling a car, just strolled back on foot.
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The temperature in Havencrest dropped sharply at night, and now it was already down to the low fifties. Gitrine was still wearing a ways down to t spaghetti-strap dress, her bare skin turning red from the cold. She shivered involuntarily. Only then did Sebastian notice her trembling. Without hesitation, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
The biting chill disappeared at once, replaced by the lingering warmth of the jacket's owner.
Citrine glanced up at Sebastian; he was left in nothing but a black t-shirt.
She clutched the jacket tighter and asked, "Aren't you cold? Now that I've got your jacket, what about you?" "I'm fine. This is nothing," Sebastian replied.
Truthfully, he'd barely notice the cold-he could take a cold shower in this weather and not bat an eye.
They reached the gates of Grandeur Waters, the upscale private villam Sebrate community, and Sebastian was once again reminded of the vast gulf between their worlds.
He waited until Citrine was safely inside before turning to go, afraid that if he lingered any longer, the insecurities festering inside him would take root. "Crap," Citrine muttered to herself as she changed clothes upstairs, suddenly realizing Sebastian's jacket was still draped over her shoulders.
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