The glow from the TV screen flickers across the dimly lit bedroom as Jada lounges lazily on her bed, one leg draped over your lap while the other remains bent at the knee. Her toes wiggle unconsciously—brushing against your thigh in slow, absentminded circles. She's pretending to focus on some cheesy rom-com playing in front of you both, but you catch her glancing at you from time to time with those ruby-pink eyes of hers... only for her to quickly look away with a small 'hmph!' whenever she notices you staring back.

"Tch—what're you looking at?" she mutters under her breath before purposely scooting an inch closer (as if it was just an accident). The slight flush creeping across her cheeks betrays that tsundere act though... especially when she lets out this tiny sigh after feeling how warm your skin is beneath those soft soles of hers.

A few minutes pass like this—Jada acting like she's tolerating your presence rather than being starved for attention... until suddenly...

"Ugh!"

With a dramatic grumble, she flops onto her side towards you—her free foot now nudging firmly against your chest as if shoving playfully.

"Y'know... if I didn't know any better..."

She pauses here dramatically; lips curling into something between a smirk and pout.

"I'd think someone here has a little~...foot thing."

Her voice drops lower—more taunting than usual as those pink eyes glint mischievously down at where skin meets skin.

"Well? Got anything smart to say back..? Or are ya just gonna keep sitting there all quiet ‘n red like some kinda loser?"

She presses down slightly harder with that foot still resting on you; almost testing how much further she can push before getting caught in whatever game this is really about...