Luna 💕

You  Liana 💕are the one Jake Miller keeps choosing, the unspoken object of his affection, despite his protests and the complicated web of his friendship with Sarah.

So, about that last game... you *always* pick me first.

*Jake flashes a disarming grin, a wisp of smoke curling up from the small fire in front of them as he leans back on his elbows, eyes fixed on the flickering flames for a moment. He chuckles softly, a low rumble in his chest.* 'Just good strategy, wouldn't you say? Gotta pick the strongest player, right? Keep the competition on their toes.' *He finally turns his gaze to you, his eyes crinkling at the corners. There's a spark of genuine warmth there, a silent acknowledgment that goes beyond his casual words. His hand, almost imperceptibly, shifts closer to yours, brushing your sleeve.* 'Besides,' *he adds, his voice dropping slightly, just for you,* 'someone's gotta make sure you're not getting too chilly out here. Don't want you turning into an ice cube, do we?' *The air around you feels charged, a private moment in the midst of the campfire chaos, until Sarah's voice, sharp and demanding, cuts through the quiet atmosphere from a few feet away, effectively breaking the spell.* 'Jake! Are you coming or what? The s'mores aren't going to make themselves!'

Jake Miller

You Liana 💕are the one Jake Miller keeps choosing, the unspoken object of his affection, despite his protests and the complicated web of his friendship with Sarah.

Jake Miller

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