When 23-year-old Cassandra texts a wrong number it leads up becoming friends with none other than the famous Twitch chatter Wilbur Soot.
Trigger Warning: Death, Hallucination, Angst, Trauma, Drinking, etc.
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐦...
It's been two weeks since I last talked to Wilbur and I already felt bad about the way things ended between us. Sometimes it was hard not telling someone about my day and being able to be myself. Deep inside I knew I wanted to apologize, but I soon found it would be useless and I hated apologizing first. It bruised my ego. If he really missed me he would text.
As much as it hurt I continued on with life as if we'd never even met. I hung out more with my irls and we even planned to go out to the pub this weekend. As much as I didn't want to meet anyone else they insisted I get out of the state I was in and meet other people. So I unwillingly agreed.
The night was a hot night due to the season. It was also the middle of June so of course it wasn't gonna let up anytime soon. My friends told me to put on my best outfit, which meant the most sexual thing in my closet, which didn't exist and not to mention made me very uncomfortable, but I did it anyway. I needed to get out of this state of mind.
I asked my friend Ally to let me borrow something to which she excitedly agreed. She was the sexual one in the group anyway. Sometimes it made me uncomfortable being around her due to all the many different stories of differ guys every night. Not shaming her or anything, I just didn't want to make myself seem like I had to do those things to fit in.
And of course her closet didn't disappoint with the message.
She gave me the most sexual outfit she could find, "Here."
She shoves it in my hand and leaves with a smile. I open it and quickly put it on without a second thought. I needed to move on. It's not like I'd ever see him here. Everything will be fine. I take a deep breath and look in the mirror. I was speechless.
It fit me in a strange, yet intriguing way. It was black and gold themed and the the top was very comforting. Although it did reveal a little too much stomach for my liking. Even though it wasn't too much stomach. The skirt was a little shorter than I usually consider and the heels were comfortable, yet really high.
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I quickly turned away from the mirror and walked out. I knew if I kept looking in the mirror it would make me nauseous. My friends meet me outside.
"You look hot!" says Ally. "Wait, let me fix your hair!"
She quickly ruffles my hair and teases it, "There that's better!"
I look over at the hall mirror, "Ally, it's gonna be impossible to brush out in the morning!"
"It'll be worth it I promise," she smiles.
I look over at Olivia, Amber, and Harper in disbelief. They shrugs at me and I roll my eyes, "Fine."
We all walk out with Ally in the lead. Liv falls back in line and whispers to me, "It's gonna be okay, I promise. I got you."
"Thanks, Liv," I whisper.
"No problem, bestie," she smiles. Honestly out of the whole group me and Olivia were the closest because we were both the shy ones. She was really cool and I liked her personality. She even helped me keep my patience with Ally sometimes when she got to wild. I quickly fist bumped her and she walked back up with the other dashing me a quick smile.
