[right][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/90b8be1d4280a310eeaa36ff6cf5c205/tumblr_inline_mww0eim8U01r0jzp4.gif[/img] [sub][color=crimson]LOCATION[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Living Room -> ???[/color] [color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Night[/color] [color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Crush] [color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=red]Total and complete panic.[/color] [/sub] [/right] [center][img]http://txt-dynamic.cdn.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQ0LmZhOTliZi5UMmhOZVVkdlpFOW9UWGxIYjJSUGFFMTVSMjlrLjAAAAAA/pxfxdisco.medium.png[/img] [img]https://data.whicdn.com/images/112532902/original.gif[/img] [img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/36f49839024f776dd189450b86935465/tumblr_inline_mww1nsoeZF1r0jzp4.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/36f49839024f776dd189450b86935465/tumblr_inline_mww1nsoeZF1r0jzp4.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/36f49839024f776dd189450b86935465/tumblr_inline_mww1nsoeZF1r0jzp4.gif[/img][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/36f49839024f776dd189450b86935465/tumblr_inline_mww1nsoeZF1r0jzp4.gif[/img] [/center] Huh? Arthur had the Joker card. And for just a moment, the gears in Eva's head finally seemed to churn. Oh no. Wait, oh yes! Wait, she wasn't ready for this! Wait, THIS was why Helene gave her that look! But it was too late, much to late, and everything promptly exploded into action. Why? What? She couldn't think straight, staying rooted in her seat as if afraid any sort of movement would cause some sort of reaction. Unfortunately, it became an invitation for the group to do the movement for her. Getting pulled out of her seat was pretty unexpected, moreso when she found her legs going along for some reason. The deafening roar of the crowd had made her jump, but the many, many death glares she received were jarring. Oh god they were jealous! Because of the thing! The Joker! Seven minutes! Arthur! She wasn't going to be able to handle this! It was a set up, [i]that[/i] was why Helene had given her that suspicious look! Why hadn't she seen this coming--no, she never saw Helene's schemes coming, that was a silly question. "[color=pink]I-I can't do this...![/color]" Eva's voice was drowned in the cheers, and as she looked around, she was both grateful and terrified to see that the only familiar face was Helene's. Boy, was she tickled pink. As Helene looked at her, she saw Eva's horrified expression. "[color=pink]Don't--I can't do this![/color]" She pleaded, but she was way too quiet to be actually heard. "[color=lightsalmon]It's okay to be nervous![/color]" Helene shouted, somehow making her voice pierce through the chants. "[color=lightsalmon]Just go with what your body wants! Let the passion take over![/color]" What?! Eva shook her head, trying to put her weight on her feet and dig her heels into the floor, but apparently it was anticipated as she was lifted clean off the ground. Her fear was forgotten for a moment as she gave Helene an unappreciative look, though the fear returned in full force as she was practically thrown into the room. She landed on her knees, skidding to a halt by the sheer force of the throw, and as she looked back, she could only watch as poor Arthur was getting pushed in. Of course, he didn't have the same luck, though Eva watched Helene wave at her. "[color=lightsalmon]Don't forget rule number three!![/color]" She yelled as the door closed, eclipsing them in darkness. The dark did little to quell her nerves, and she stood up with rather shaky legs. A littlle too shaky, as she bumped into something--no, someone, that must've been Arthur--but the movement was unexpected. She wasn't sure if she had spooked him or made him lose his balance. She vaguely remembered Alyssa mentioning that fooling around was better in the dark, but she wasn't seeing the appeal. Eva expected to hit the ground, but it didn't hurt for some reason, and when the dim light granted her vision, she found herself face to face with Arthur. He had inadvertently pulled her with him, though their current position was enough for the circuits in her brain to fry temporarily. Despite their hug earlier, she had never been so close to his face like this. Honestly though, if it were up to her, she'd be perfectly content to stay like this, getting to examine his face. Of course, he might've been uncomfortable, and as if on cue, he placed his hands on her hips. For a split second her mind went straight into the gutter, but her earlier thought was proven right when he lifted her off him, somehow getting her to her feet. It was only by a miracle that she hadn't fallen back down, considering how weak her knees felt. He said something to her, which took a moment to register, and another moment for her to slowly nod her head. Her arms were straight at her sides, though at least she didn't feel so nervous anymore. He looked...calmer? That wasn't the right word. His eyes weren't on hers, and it took her a second to realize he was looking at her. He was [i]looking[/i] at her. And suddenly it was like her heart went into overdrive. Now what? Were they going to stay like this? She knew perfectly well that they could technically spend the time as they wanted, and didn't [i]have[/i] to do anything. Then again, knowing Helene, she'd probably somehow get Marcus to continue rigging the game to continuously get thrown in here. That wasn't any fun, and she can't imagine Arthur enjoyed it any more than she did. At least she was able to be there with him and not anyone else. When that thought crossed her head, however, she remembered Ricardo kissing her, her hands to her lips. No, she didn't want to think about him anymore. She wanted to think about Arthur. She had to make the first move. Somehow. If she could get her legs to walk like she wanted them to. Taking in a breath, Eva moved in closer, trying to channel her inner Helene. Except, geez Arthur was [i]way[/i] taller. Knowing Helene, she'd make it work. Feeling her heart in her throat, she couldn't help but stare into his gorgeous eyes. Yeah, she liked looking at him up close a lot better than at a distance. Despite having already answered his question with her nod, Eva decided to verbally answer. "[color=pink]I am now that I'm here with you,[/color]" She admitted, rubbing her right forearm as she spoke. [center][img]https://i1.wp.com/wordmewrite.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/flowerDivider.png[/img][/center]