𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻

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༉‧₊˚✧.* june 21st ༉‧₊˚✧.*
nami's house.

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after shopping all day, the three girls went back to nami's house, helping her get ready for for her date.

her bedroom was filled with the sound of laughter and chatter. they all had been so busy with work and other responsibilities that they hadn't had a chance to hang out in what felt like ages.

y/n and robin were sat on the floor, an array of snacks and drinks spread out on nami's little coffee table in front of them. with nami in her closet, they talked about everything and anything, from their latest work projects to their favourite tv shows at the moment.

"what about this one?" nami walked out of her walk-in closet, revealing the third dress of the evening.

y/n gasped at the dress, thinking it was perfect for her. "bitch, you betta' wear that one." she answered with certainty.

nami giggled, doing a 360 as she looked at herself in the mirror. it was a skin tight shiny red dress, with a lot of cleavage and a slit at her left leg.

"it looks perfect, nami." robin smiled. "men would drop dead at the mere sight of you." she nodded.

as the evening wore on, the conversations became more intimate, and the girls talked about their fears, hopes and dreams, even though they already knew all about it.

"and... done!" nami exclaimed, finally done with her makeup and hair.

she grabbed her phone, checking for any new messages. "he's coming in 5 minutes." she read from her screen. "i'm getting nervous. what if he doesn't like me?!" nami bit her bottom lip before shaking her head. "impossible." she nervous chuckled.

"he's been asking for months. i'm sure he's as nervous as you. just enjoy yourself."

nami grabbed her purse and filled it with what she'd possible need. while she was getting ready to head out, the two remaining girls cleaned her room up from the snacks and drinks they previously brought.

nami took one last look in her full length mirror.

just in time, the doorbell rang.

"oh my god." she fixed her hair as she tried to push these negative thoughts aside.

she needed to remind herself that this was just a first date and that there was no pressure to make it perfect.

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