in which her favorite perfume was honey wildflower and he loved it.
or
in which she fell for the curly haired french boy.
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(social media x real life)
(fem oc x timothée chalamet)
warning: this story uses matur...
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RYEN CLAIRE SOMMERS-
*ONE DAY LATER*
"what am i gonna wear? how am i gonna walk? what wig should i wear? how am i gonna act? am i gonna cry?" i quote frantically walking around my room.
"wait no seriously what are we gonna wear?" hazel asked.
"timothée!" madelyn yells.
"jesus christ mads, you don't need to yell i am literally right here" he groaned.
"shut up, don't complain, you are in the presence of four, VERY hot women so i suggest you pipe down, buddy." she eyed the boy sitting on my bed.
"why am i scared" he rhetorically asked.
"anyway, are you doing matching stuff with us or are you doing your own thing?" she questioned the curly haired boy.
"depends what you guys are wearing" he said skeptically.
"ryen-" madison started.
"already on it." i cut her off before walking over to my closet and pulling out four different coloured outfits. there is a light blue one, a light purple one, a pink one and a light green one. it's a v-neck crop top that you have to tie up with bell shaped sleeves and a matching skirt.
"white go-go boots, matching makeup color as the outfit and a cowboy hat." i smirked, proud of myself.
"wait i'm not wearing a skirt right?" timothée asked.
"no, anyway do you want to wear cowboy hats with us?" i ask the boy.
"of course" he smiles.
"alright cool, i call blue." i smile back.
"i call purple." hazel says.
"i want green" madison grins.
"i wanted pink anyway" madelyn smirks.
"and i will do yellow, i guess?" timothée suggests.
"yes, that's perfect!" i grin at him before shoving everyone out of the room so i could get changed.
i quickly put on the outfit, the boots and the hat and walk out of my room.
"so what do we think?" i ask doing a spin before handing my friends their outfits and handing timothée his hat.
"you look hot." madelyn smiles.
"mommy?" hazel asks.
"pink is definitely your color" madison smirks.
i turn to timothée and wait for his answer.
"you look fucking stunning" the starstruck boy says.
"alright everyone go get changed, so whatever you need to do and meet back here at six." i smile.
