𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐙 // 𝐂.𝐒.

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third person pov;

y/n finished classes around 2:30, and hana finished around 4, so did safaa. so she had the house all to herself for a couple of hours.

she decided to do some self care since tonight was the night of the party. she sat down at her desk and finished up some work for class. after that she applied a face mask, lit her vanilla candle, and started planning a new painting.

usually y/n paints whatever comes to mind. if she's feeling very calm, she'll paint the ocean, if she feels depressed, she'll paint an array of different colors clashing onto the canvas. but recently she has been feeling more romantic.

maybe it's the fact that she has been opening up her heart chakra by wearing her rose quartz necklace everywhere, or maybe it was her small encounter with con.

she had been thinking about it for the past couple days and maybe it's because she text him about something other than weed, but she felt giddy at the thought of him coming to the party tonight.

and before she knew it, she was painting. the background of her canvas was a mix of pink and red, and in the center all she could think about putting there was him. y/n often wondered how eren got into nyu and not connie, because he seems like such a smart person.

but she didn't dwell on it long because she heard the arrival of her best friends, "WE'RE BACK BITCH!!"

they opened her room door with smiles painted from ear to ear, hana threw herself into y/n's bed while safaa went upstairs to grab her dress.

"hanaaa, i missed you" y/n whined before cuddling up next to her. "sorry, i've been at armin and jean's for like... ever."

y/n laughed at her over exaggerating, and got out of bed to grab her dress. "what're you wearing?" she questioned hana while picking out her accessories to go with her outfit.

"uhh probably this pink dress in my closet, i didn't really want to dress up" hana watched as you pulled out different necklaces and bracelets to dress yourself up with.

"the fuck are you doing hana? go get dress" safaa interjected, she had her dress on already but obviously wasn't ready to go because she had her bonnet on and a flat iron in one hand.

hana rolled her eyes as she stomped out of y/n's room, "why do you have a flat iron? don't you have braids in?!" y/n finished picking out her accessories and then looked at her friend who was checking out her ass in her mirror.

"um it's for your hair dumbass, sit down"
safaa instructed before pulling out y/n's desk chair and patting for her to take a seat.

time skip ;

the trio was all dressed. hana wearing a baby pink dress, her hair was pin straight with loose curls towards the end. safaa wore a black mini dress, her braids were put in a high bun, and paired her outfit with black converse. lastly, y/n wore a brown nude dress, her black lace front was straightened perfectly and the light brown highlights complimented her dress. she slipped on her off white jordan's and gold necklaces.