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❛ not to mention their undeniable chemistry ❜
in which an aspiring musician
returns home and falls for her
unavailable, estranged, childhood
best friend all over again
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 70𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸
𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘺𝘥𝘦 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮�...
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*ೃ:.✧ ─── ( 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚 ) ❛ TRY NOT TO STAY SOBER ❜ ⌣*ೃ:.✧✼°․⋆⌣ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃
ENOUGH WAS ENOUGH. Scarlet knew Steven had been avoiding her and she was sick of it. She was sick of acting like strangers. And quite frankly, she missed their friendship. Before she left, they always had the best of times together.
Moving to a different country all by herself at a young age, Scarlet had to learn how to problem-solve quickly. So she devised a plan to win Steven back.
It was early in the day and Scarlet barged into Eric's basement. The place was empty as she assumed her friends were off at their jobs -- Eric was probably upstairs in bed kicking off his year of being a bum.
She walked into Steven's dark, makeshift room in the basement, only to find him asleep on his cot snoring loud as thunder.
"Steven, wake up." She said, somewhat scared of poking the sleeping bear. His snoring continued.
"Steven!" This time, she bent down and jolted him. "Come on, Steve."
Unresponsive.
She then sighed in frustration before looking up at the ceiling to God. "You can't say I didn't try the nice way."
She stormed out of his room and made her way to the record player by the door. Her thin and delicate fingers glided across the spines of Eric's stack of records. Her fingers stopped when she found the album she was looking for.
"Gotcha now, Steve." She laughed to herself as she placed the record on the table and watched the needle lower ever so slowly.
She then turned the volume to max, and all of a sudden, the intro to Mamma Mia began blaring through the speakers.
"Who the fuck is playing ABBA?" Steven raged, storming out of his room before Scarlet could hear Anni-Frid and Agnetha harmonize.
He looked over at Scarlet leaning against the record stand with a smirk on her face.
"What the hell, Star?" He asked agitated.
She lifted the needle and tried to control her excitement. "You, mister, have just won a whole day with Star Kelso, filled with booze and vandalism." She playfully poked his chest.
Steven rubbed the back of his neck and walked behind the couch before taking his usual seat. "Sorry, uh, I can't."
"Why not?" She folded her arms.
"I, uh, I have ... stuff." He grabbed a magazine off the coffee table before kicking up his feet.
"'Stuff'? Is that code for avoiding Star, hmm?" She cocked a brow.
