"Don't make fun of me..." Sierra Summers covered her face, her eyes downcast, and her thick, curly lashes fluttered delicately like a made-up BJD doll.
Jasmine Jennings exhaled, as if she hadn't known Sierra Summers for years, her tone complicated, "Sweet Sierra, you're even more impressive than me. I've only hooked up with Lucas Rhodes, who's ten years older than me, and I have to indulge him in this older-woman-younger-man play, even though he's older... but you..."
Jasmine Jennings paused, "Good luck to you."
After saying that, she glanced at Sierra Summers a few more times, forcibly swallowing the words she wanted to say:
Babe, your timid yet daring demeanor, you're still bold enough to tease Caleb Sterling like that. I'm really worried he'll eat you up and won't even spit out the bones...
The thought made Jasmine Jennings' eyelid twitch frantically.
Unaware, Sierra Summers even believed that Jasmine Jennings agreed with her perspective.
