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"look-" the pinkette pointed up at the night sky, her alien-like eyes glittering in the starlight. "..a shooting star, make a wish!"
the girl beside her chuckled, breaking her gaze away from the sky and toward the pinkette.
'i...
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════ ❝ chapter 2: shooting star ❞ ════
space girl by frances forever
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THERE WAS NO DOUBT that your parents were incredibly worried for you.
I mean, purposefully cleaning the house on a random Friday evening? That was unusual for you, and even though your parents didn't mind the free cleaning without having to bribe you with cash, they were indeed worried.
"Y/N..?" Your father approached you, immediately taken back by the intense look in your eyes. "Are you alright?"
"Why is our place so fucking dirty!" You exclaimed, glancing briefly at a dirty envelope on the ground before tossing it into the trash bag you held in your hand.
"Y/N L/N!" Your mother chided, making you huff in frustration. "There will be none of that language in this household."
"Fine, whatever—" you hissed sharply, before a guilty expression spread across your face. "..Agh sorry. I'm just nervous."
"Is it that one girl you keep talking about?" You heard the teasing tone in your mother's voice, making you groan loudly in protest. "..Oh, so I'm right!"
"Just.. don't do that when she's here," you said, glancing between your worried parents. "Mina doesn't know I like girls, and I don't know if she'd approve.."
"Y/N, you talk so highly of this girl—" your father gently pat your shoulder, letting out a thoughtful hum as though he were remembering something. "..Whatever the case, I'm sure she'd accept you as we have."
You scoffed, the loving atmosphere in the air making you laugh. "Yeah yeah, don't get all mushy on me now..!"
Then the doorbell cut through your thoughts, eliciting another panicked expression.
"Oh shit, she's here!"
"Language Y/N!"
"Okay, whatever..!" Letting out a deep sigh, you ushered your parents away, taking a moment to straighten out your shirt and fix your hair before opening the door nonchalantly. "Hey Mina."
