“Why do you keep doing that?” Faris asked curiously. I glanced around to see who he was talking to, but found everyone looking at me. Cam was smirking. Dickhead. My curiosity won out, though I had no idea where this was going. “Doing what?” “Showing your teeth and like, moving your face upward.” Faris gestured with his hands over his face dramatically. I blinked. Who is this creature anyway? Where do the things that come out of his mouth come from? “You mean smiling?” Cam snorted, covering his mouth with his fist as his bare torso shook with silent laughter. “Faris!” Red hissed.
