[ He totally is for the blood pact, isn't he? That can be the only reason why he didn't immediately agree with her and soothe her worries like he usually would. Definitely. Lottie takes the time to panic as he remains quiet, trying to remain as much of an adult as possible.

Does she want to run away to her bathroom at the pure thought of him saying something to shoot her down? Yes. Wholeheartedly. In fact, it's the one thing she's struggling with doing, because as much as she wants to run along with her assumptions she truly feels frozen to her spot. She doesn't even noticed she stopped breathing until he shifts to face her, forcing her to support her own weight.

His staring only makes her feel even more unsure of where this is going. Until he finally opens his mouth - then she's sure he's enjoying her pain. That's the only explanation? ] M-Me? Lottie Person? Jealous? Of some, some randos on the internet who think they have a real chance with you?? [ Yes!! Yes, it's so dumb but she's jealous! She even went as far as to snoop through their pages to make sure they weren't as good looking as she is (or god forbid, younger than her), like some obsessive weirdo, she's so jealous!

It says it all in her tone - it's strained and loud, the expected Lottie response when she's too scared to outright admit her real opinion on something. Her mortification at being so openly caught is strewn across her face, hands clenching at the blanket underneath them. ]

I'm.. I'm really not.... jealous. At all.