𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗✓ - 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠𝗦𝗠𝗣 𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦

[Perfect]--Schlatt.

requested by bad bitch honey_hub_

he woke up to his alarm clock, walking him up for the ball. he groaned and got up.

he scratched his chops, letting the sun pool through his curtains and into the room. his scratchy pajama pants made him itch around his body. he looked at the time and it said, 2:45pm. he congratulated himself, then got up.

he looked at his navy blue suit, and his black one. he chose the black one and put it on. almost falling over when he was putting his dress pants on.

he finally did his tie and looked at himself in the mirror.

" damn, I look hot as fuck! " he complimented, shooting finger guns at himself. he smirked out of the bathroom and went down to his first level.

he pushed the elevator button in his personal mansion and went down to the outside. the carriage was already in his surrounding driveway. he got inside and was greeted by the other rich pricks.

he mumbled out answers and tilted his head looking at the pretty girl on the roof.

" watcha looking at, schlatt ? " his stupid father said, elbowing his side.

" nothing important . " he spoke, letting his hot breath fog up the window.

the carriage came to a stop and he got out, the butler holding the small door open for him.

this mansion was nothing different than anything he had seen. it was another stupid gold and light gray, with accents of blue.

the previous girl was laughing and giggling with a couple other rich people. when they turned around she changed and downed her champagne.

she wore a light f/c dress/suit that made her so,, pretty ? he couldn't explain it himself.

he hummed the music that was being played and took a couple snacks himself.

he walked to the back room, and saw the girl reading a book.

" why, hello there . " she said, poking her nose out the book.

" oh-um hello . " he stuttered out, scratching his neck.

" what are you doing right now ? " she asked, closing her book and laying back.

" I'm not very fond of dancing. " he said, earning a chuckle from them two.

" me either, here, come sit down. " she offered.

" sure . ".

" so, what's your name ? " he said, trying to make a conversation from the uncomfortable silence they were in.

" y/n, yours ? " she responded.

" schlatt, or Jschlatt. " .

" cute . " she chuckled.

the two were seen laughing, smiling, becoming flustered, dancing with each other alone. they seemed as they had known each other for years.

it was now , 12:37. the two were cuddled up on the couch. he fell asleep with a smile traced onto his face.