Page 172 of Face Off Flirting


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Get it together, Seb. Fuck. You sound like a horny college guy now. What the hell is wrong with you?

It was April.

That was what was wrong with me.

This was all April’s fault.

I stepped to the sink and saw the container of green goop.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

I curled my lip.

You’re not really going to do this, are you, Seb?

I slid openthe balcony door and stepped out with two beers.

I walked behind April and draped a beer over her right shoulder.

“If this is a peace offering, it’s not good enough,” she said. “But I will take the drink.”

She held the bottle and I twisted the cap.

I then flicked it off the balcony, letting it fall to the ground, into the bushes.

I opened my beer next, then stood next to her.

“Cheers?” I asked.

“Nope,” she said. She took a drink and smacked her lips together. “There is nothing you can do to…”

April looked at me and forgot how to talk.

Her jaw slowly dropped.

“Something wrong?” I asked.

I took a slow drink from my beer bottle.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Seb?”

I turned my head left to right. “What? Did I miss a spot? I need to work on my complexion. You know, playing hockey you sweat a lot. Messes with your skin.”

“You’re…”

I turned, leaned against the railing and smiled. “I’m, what?”

“How much of my face cream did you use?”

“Are you saying I have a big face?”

“Yeah, I am,” April said. “You giant-faced loser. Using all my face cream. That stuff is expensive.”

“I’ll buy you more,” I said.

“You didn’t even do it right, Seb. Look at you. It’s… a mess. Globs of goo everywhere.”

I moved my face closer to her. “It’s my first time. Sorry. Want to help me smooth it out?”

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