(Your partygoer doesn't have a name, and has no problem being addressed to as "Partygoer".)
Partygoer"Y/N! Perfect timing, I have something special for you! =)"
"Yeah what is it?"Your favorite partygoer slowly walked towards you, one hand behind its back while the other one held its signature red balloon. "I dunno, guess what it is? =)" it replied, the mouth painted onto its head seemingly getting bigger.
"Human flesh...? For exactly the 50th time in history? Is that why it's special?"
"W-Wha- no no! Of course not! Otherwise why would it be special? =)"You stifled a chuckle hearing a partygoer stutter for the first time ever in your entire life. "What is it? I don't know really," you shrugged in defeat. "Intestines? Kidneys?"
"Y/N noooo! Stop! =)" it exclaimed, sighing faintly. "Okay fine... what is it?" you asked, desperate. "It's not human flesh, I promise. =)" it replied before pulling out something from behind its back and handing it to you. It was a plate.
You gasped, seeing a cupcake. It had pastel yellow frosting with chocolate sprinkles on it. A few chocolate sticks were stuck into the frosting too. Beneath it was a spongy yellowish brown cake which smelt like fresh buttercups. "W-Wow, this is--" you stuttered.
"I- I tried my best I promise! It's fine if you don't like it... =)"
"What are you talking about? This looks great!"You slowly took the cupcake for a bite. Your friend wasn't lying. This was made of natural ingredients, not flesh.
"Partygoer, I- This is amazing! How did you make it?!" You exclaimed, holding its hands proudly. "Uhmm, I figured it out myself after a dozen times and nearly burning down Level Fun for the 8th time. =)" it stuttered even more nervously. "I made it just for you Y/N! I love you and only you. =)"
"Aww-!"
You couldn't resist yourself anymore and tackled your poor Partygoer into a hug and not letting it go for hours until it admitted its baking skills were great.
(A common name for him is Blue, so that's what I'm going to stick with!)
Partypooper"Y-Y/N? Umm.. are you free right now maybe? =(" You heard a very familiar voice speak.
"Oh hey, Blue! I'm just reading some books I borrowed from Blanche," you said cheerily as you turned your head to look at him. "Do you need something? You can join me on the couch if you want." Blue looked down onto the floor shyly, hiding his hands behind his back. "Oh, uh.. yeah... sure... I guess. =(" he replied quietly, sitting down.
"You're really timid and quiet today, is something wrong?" you closed your book with both of your hands, startling him. "Oh- no... I'm always like this though aren't I... =(" he responded nervously. "Eh. You have a point I guess..." You replied, opening the book back up and wrapping your free arm around his waist. You couldn't help but notice him hiding something with one of his arms.
"What are you reading Y/N? =(" he asked, curiously pointing to the ominous amount of text on the pages you were reading. "A novel, it's called The Portrait of Markov," you explained, comfortably burying your face into the crook of his neck. "It's like... I dunno, a cool story about a girl I guess! It's got a cool storyline though."
(HAHAHA who would've guessed, a DDLC reference!)He nodded, snuggling you back. "Y/N, I want to... give you something, I looked around for a long time to find one. =(" Blue got up nervously. "I don't know if you'll like it though... =("
YOU ARE READING
❥・𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬
FanfictionReader is always gender neutral! (*^▽^*) None of the images are mine in the book unless mentioned. I simply took them and made banners out of them for each chapter. The backrooms, a cursed, liminal, claustrophobic space indeed. You're doomed to wand...