[He laughs as she twirls to show off her jacket, her excitement contagious. For a moment, Beat can't help but think: why is his girlfriend so freaking cute?
But she shows off the back to him and he sees the skull, his expression softens, and he feels himself practically melting in adoration.]
Who told ya it was aight to cop my style, yo? [Even if he is teasing her, his tone remains playful.]
we both struggling
But she shows off the back to him and he sees the skull, his expression softens, and he feels himself practically melting in adoration.]
Who told ya it was aight to cop my style, yo? [Even if he is teasing her, his tone remains playful.]