MATILDA, eddie munson.

019.

FEBRUARY 28TH, 1986
📍cunningham house
12:31 PM

"tillie, please."

"no, chrissy," matilda said firmly. "i'm not coming. remember what happened last time at a party?"

"mother will only let me go if you do," chrissy sighed. "please come. you don't even have to come inside. just get dressed up, act like you're coming and sit in your car for the night. or, go for a drive or something, i don't know. then just pick me up and we can just pretend you came."

"chrissy, i may be boring and have no friends, but i have better things to do then to sit in my car and wait for you to finish partying," tillie told her.

it was a saturday, and tonight jason was having a party at his house. however, their mother had said chrissy can only go if tillie did, knowing full well she would refuse.

"what like hooking up with eddie munson?" chrissy whispered under her breath.

"what did you say?" tillie asked.

"nothing," chrissy smiled innocently. "please come, tils. i'm begging."

tillie sighed, standing up from her spot on the bed and walking to her closet, opening the doors. "i don't have anything to wear."

"i'll help you pick out something," chrissy said. "we'll make you look super pretty. jason said some of his friends from out of town are coming. you might end up meeting someone, who knows?"

matilda scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "i don't want to meet anyone."

"because you've already met someone?" chrissy said, an eyebrow raised in a teasing manner.

"why do you keep mentioning me and a guy?" matilda hissed at her. "there is no guy. there is no boyfriend. there's just me, okay?"

"whatever you say, tils."

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FEBRUARY 28TH, 1986
📍cunningham house
17:32 PM

"chrissy, that is too much blush," matilda exclaimed, as her twin sister applied makeup to the apples of cheeks.

"you can never have enough blush," chrissy told her. "you look so pretty."

"chrissy, you don't have to make me look nice. i'm really am going to stay in my car for most of the night."

"either way, we have to make mother believe that you're excited to party. so, shush and let me have fun," chrissy said, putting down the makeup brush. she grabbed the outfit and passed her it. "go get changed in the bathroom. but don't, under any circumstance, look in the mirror, okay? i want to see your reaction. "

matilda looked down at the clothes chrissy had picked out for her, fondling them in her hands. "chrissy, do you want me to have my ass on display for the whole night? there is not enough material in this dress—"

"go get changed!" chrissy interrupted, grabbing the girl and pushing her up from the bed and towards the bathroom. "and don't look in the—"

"the mirror, i know!"

facing away from the mirror as chrissy requested, matilda began changing from her sweatpants and band tee into the outfit.

once she was done, she left the bathroom, hearing chrissy gasp. "i can't believe i helped you look like this. holy shit, tils, you look stunning."