“Why would I make bracelets out of them?” Paxton practically scoffed as he leant down and grabbed his pebble, putting it back into his pocket.

Standing back up to meet her gaze, Paxton furrowed his brows. Bracelets were girly and he was a man. Why on Merlin’s earth would he even attempt to make fashion accessories?

“And my father owns this place! So he is a lot more important. And he’s a ghost!” Paxton emphasised.

Oh, he wished his father would show up just so he could show this girl what a fun game really was.

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