lips are curving into a proud grin as he stepped further into the room, bottle still hanging loosely from his hand before resting it down on the coffee table.
โi donโt smell any popcorn butter โ have i been scammed?โ
his brows lifted, an amused scoff slipping out before he took another slow sip of his drink. his jaw ticked for half a second โ just enough to register that the comment hit, but the tension didnโt last long.
โso, you think.โ he took another sip. โiโm nolan.โ
his next comment emitted a low chuckle from him, tilting his head as he gave a once-over, optics lingering a bit longer than they shouldโve.
โyouโre confident.โ he said, drink lifting with a smirk. โi just hope youโre better at fighting than you are rhyming.โ