Elodie
“Give me the cucumber.” Cansu grabs the vegetable out of Brooke’s hands and starts chopping it into slices.
“You know that doesn’t do anything.” Tray draws up an eyebrow, watching her.
“Look who is the expert here now. “
“How did you think I got this perfect skin?”
Rubbing his chin, he turns his face from left to right, ripping the next packaged face mask open. Eliciting chuckles from the rest of us.
“Goddess, so c**ky. Why did we think he was awkward and shy again?”
My roommate's eyes bore into me with mock annoyance. Smirking, I shrug and sign along while speaking.
“He was beet red and apologized profusely. Didn’t really see the playboy in disguise here.” Now it’s Tray’s turn to let out a wheezy laugh.
‘Not that bad.’, he signs.
‘Are too.’
I smile and clap his a
