Snippet #1515821

Charlotte wanted to hear his remark, more than just about anything. Well, there was one thing she would much rather be doing with him, but that moment was long gone.. probably forever. He flicked on the movie Blade one of the best vampire movies out there. In her opinion, if there were vampires, they would simply be as epic as the ones in that movie, though she was still a sucker for Dracula. She had a thing for mysterious romantic men and Dracula fit the bill, as well did Hisoka, except for vampires were not real. The thought of him being a mythical creature fit him, except for according to new "rumors" vampires sparkled in the sun, but Hisoka did not sparkle under any circumstance.

"I'll have you know that's all muscles sweetheart, besides, you've got boney knees, so we're even."

Sure. She did have bony knees which were not known about until sat on. Even? They were far from ever; neither of them would stop at even either. "Actually I don't..." Charlotte, very obviously (on purpose), ran her jungle eyes over his body, taking in every inch then raised her eyes back to his and shot him a wink and bit her lower lip. It was fairly easy to make Hisoka squirm, and in the past month Charlotte's flirting skills (which were already excellent) got ten times better by just messing with the poor ant under her microscope.

"Oh, I see, so you're just a slut then."

No, defiantly not a slut. In fact, she never went around kissing guys like she just had. It was his fault, or at least that is what she kept telling herself. Being called a slut was nothing new; it had actually become her uncle's favorite insult as of recently. Being called that hurt, Hisoka did not know her. If he had met her six months before she would have never been acting like this towards him, but then again, six months ago her life was perfect and so was her personality. "You sound like a broken record, can you come up with something a wee bit more original?-" Her comment sounded bored, but not annoyed because it was true. Charlotte was so used to hearing it the word lost it's sting. "Just to keep things more entertaining? Girls like me get bored when there is nothing to do, or someone to do." She wiggled her knees under him and laughed a tiny bit, leaning her torso back against the pillow.