"Perfect, huh?" Kafka crossed his arms skeptically.
"Oh, it was brilliant."
Evangeline smirked, showing more emotion then she ever did before, making it obvious how happy she was in the moment.
"We decided to use your own nature against you. Because, as everyone here knows…" She turned her sharp gaze toward him. "...you, Kafka, are one extremely possessive man."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, come on, she's right!" Lyra burst out laughing.
Bella nodded eagerly. "You totally are! You can't even stand it when someone looks at one of your women for more than two seconds."
"T-That's not true!" Kafka's face turned bright red.
"Oh really?" June said teasingly. "Should I remind you of the time that guy asked Olivia for directions and you nearly flattened him with a bench?"
"I—what—? That was an accident!" Kafka stammered.
