"Honey, you just hit the limit. Ew." Sarah shuddered a little bit before smirking over at Gaël. "Imagining you with him in a sex dungeon is bad enough." She wasn't even going to speculate which one tied up who; there were just some things you didn't want to know about the boy you learned swords and fingerpainting beside.

"Besides, I know I'm hot, and you know I'm hot, but Carlos, unfortunately, does not think I'm hot. I try not to hold it against him." She sighed theatrically and tossed her hair back. "It's a failing, but no one's perfect. It's the price he pays for being the less annoying brother. But," she added with a wink. "I'll pay you to ask him to draw you like one of his French girls."