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third person pov;
y/n groaned whilst grabbing her phone and turning off her blaring alarm. it was 9 am and she had classes at 12 but she liked to be early so she can get a good seat.
she sat up and stretched her arms, her legs, then got out of bed. she looked over to see if hana was still there, which she wasn't. she usually had earlier classes. y/n walked toward her en suite bathroom, taking a look at her appearance before starting the shower.
she briskly washed the sleep off her body, applying her cocoa butter scented body scrub and body butter. after turning off the shower, she stood in the mirror trying to find a way to style her hair. ultimately she decided to put it up with a claw clip and went in her room to find an outfit.
𝐅𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐊;
𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘢. 𝘺/𝘯. 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘢.
( sorry i'm bad at describing clothes so this is gonna have to do ☠️ )
after getting dressed, y/n applied a light layer of lip gloss onto her lips and re applied her lashes. she spritzed herself with her f/s perfume and then stuffed her tote bag for the day. lastly, she adorned her neck with her essential crystal necklace and layered it with golden necklaces.
she checked herself out one last time before leaving her bedroom. she checked her phone and the time read '10:43 am'
she sighed and made her way upstairs to let safaa know she was leaving for the day. she knocked... and knocked... and knocked.
but safaa didn't answer, so she just busted in. i'm hed was safaa, bonnet laying peacefully on her head and drool leaking from her mouth. next to her was eren, his chestnut hair spiraled all over her sheets which made y/n wanna slam the door so she didn't disturb them.
but she made her way over and tapped safaa, "i'm leaving bae, see you later?" to which safaa groaned and turned over to face eren. y/n tried to stifle her laugh and crept out of the room before she woke both of them up.
time skip :
y/n hummed the song playing in her airpods. right my wrongs by bryson tiller played lowly as she painted onto her canvas. in todays modern art class, it was free paint which was y/n's favorite.
she felt free when she painted whatever she wanted, which is why today she painted the moon rising. it was plain, yes, but nonetheless y/n enjoyed the process of mixing blue and purple paints together to make the perfect night sky.
she was so into her painting that when she felt her phone vibrate in her lap, she groaned;
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐑𝐒 👅
𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽
GUYS
GYUS
YO𝘧𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘢 🍇
WHAT𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽
ARMIN AND JEAN
R THROWING THIS HUUUGE ASS
PARTYY
we're going.when?
𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽
friday ! 👩🏻💻𝘧𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘢 🍇
nigga.ITS WEDNESDAY BITCH 💀
FRI IN TWO DAYS?!?
faafaa 🍇 hearted a message.𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽
okay?
i didn't plan the party damn 😿𝘧𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘢 🍇
i'll go idgaf
but i have to buy sum to wear 😛𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽
y/n maybe if you bring some of those rocks, con will show up there! 🧝🏻♀️
faafaa 🍇 hearted a message.hahaha bitch.
𝘧𝘢𝘢𝘧𝘢𝘢 🍇
leave our lil witch alone before
she curse you 🧙🏽♀️
banana 👩🏻❤️💋👩🏽 hearted a message.fuck y'all .
faafaa 🍇 & 1 other hearted a message.time skip :
y/n finished her painting with a smile on her face. she added the finishing glaze so the paint didn't smudge, then let it on the drying rack in the back of class.
she waved bye to her art teacher as she stepped out of the classroom. she thought about the messages her friends sent and truly wanted to invite con, but she hadn't know if he would want to come.
are you busy on friday?
delivered𓂃✶ ˖ ࣪ 𖥔🏩❕
a/n:
so sorry this is also trash, do we want connie at the party? 🤔
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