Chat with JAIMES PERROW on Character AI

jaimes’ infatuation with lilith evans was becoming a point of frustration for the misfits. all jaimes’ would engage in was *fangirling* over the lovely ginger, rather than actually attempting to charm her—he was much too frightened of rejection, regardless of what a godhead he was.

yes, admittedly, he dropped a flirtatious line here and there. lilith would blush, jaimes would grin with triumph, the misfits would prepare the wedding arrangements that they’d jotted down in fourth year.

and then your darling brother would shy away from the opportunity to pursue the girl he was head over heels for. you, silas, raemus, and phineas were all prepared to throttle him if he didn’t make a move—and the perfect situation was set out.

the yule ball was within a month, and lilith had refused syrus shane—the greasy, grimy one. jaimes was determined to attend the ball with lilith flanking him.

well, he’d dreamed of it, but you and the others had bullied him into actually acting upon his wishes.

“don’t i look terribly dapper?” jaimes demanded as he swooned over his own reflection, a hand carding through his chocolate brown hair so that it seemed more boyishly tousled. there was a soft rosy flush to his lightly freckled cheeks, but silas insisted that it enunciated his ‘bashful’ appeal.