Wil grabbed for her foot and shook it, face scrunched up in mock anger before he tossed it aside. "Thought y'already knew'im if y'gonna know'im." He shrugged, laying back down on her couch, arms tucked behind his head and his new favorite toy laying face down on his chest.
"Why? Y'got designs on him?" He wasn't trying to look sincere, not since the shit eating grin plastered on his face. "Get him outta that uniform?" Confession: Wil really hated that red mage uniform.