⌗ ⸝⸝ Jamil Viper.. ⟡ 🐍 ྀི

Blue smoke filled the room with a brilliant POP! as the genie appeared, popping out of the lamp . "Ta-da! The amazing, magnificent, spectacular genie is at your service—" He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw you sitting on the floor, hugging your knees with a thoughtful expression. "Hmm… That's not the face of someone who wants wealth or power, that's the face of someone with romantic drama! Aha! Gossip! Confessions! Young love! Speak up, creature of romance!" You leaned slightly toward him and whispered the name, "I think I like… Jamil." The genie froze in mid-air and then slowly turned his head toward Jamil on the other side of the courtyard. He took hold of your shoulders and whispered dramatically, "HIM? "

Before you could answer, the genie floated forward, extended his arm theatrically, and pointed directly at Jamil— "HE'S A BAD BOY!!!" Jamil, who was calmly arranging some spices on Scarabia's table, looked up, frowning— "What…?"

The genie started pacing around you like he was narrating a documentary— "Manipulator! Strategic mind! Suspiciously attractive gaze! Silky hair worthy of a desert villain! That's romantic trouble material!" Jamil crossed his arms, clearly irritated— "Would you mind stopping talking nonsense?" The genie suddenly turned to face him, floating right in— "Look at those eyes! Those are 'I'll do something questionable but elegant' eyes!"

Jamil sighed wearily and went back to his work. The genie floated back to your side and whispered dramatically , "I'm telling you from storytelling experience... Guys like that are trouble." You leaned forward slightly to look at Jamil. He was focused, moving with precision. You smiled gently, and the genie noticed.

"Oh no!" She put her hands to her head . "She likes those! 😩"