"Oouu Sawyer, you should ask Namil to come to this New Year's party since y'all finally talking." Finley poked Sawyer's side, Sawyer giggling.
"Mmm, a party? You don't think that's too soon?" Sawyer continued to apply her lipgloss to her two-toned lips. "Oh c'mon! Y'all are gonna be so cute. Just imagine you and him kissing when the countdown goes off." Finley said, Sawyer cracking a smile.
The two, Sawyer and Namil, had been wanting one another for what felt like forever, and now that she finally was at least talking to him, she still couldn't believe it.
She always felt like she was dreaming whenever she was in Namil's presence or whenever he'd just speak to her in general and now knowing that they both had the same intentions for one another.
The thought of attending a New Year's party with her crush excited her, but she was nervous on asking him. She always over thought whenever it came to talking to him anyways; she'd constantly ask her friends what to say to him whenever they spoke, so she most definitely didn't know how to ask him to this party.
"I'm scared, what if he says he's busy or something? What if he flakes on me?" Sawyer said. "Ow!" Sawyer rubbed her arm after Finley pinched her "Stop acting like that boy doesn't want you too, text him right now before it gets too late." Finley scolded.
"I will! What am I gonna wear? Oh my gosh, what is he gonna wear? Ou he finna look so good I can see him already." Sawyer grew giddy. "Sawyer!" "Sorry!"
sawyer
hii i was wondering if you wanted to come to this new years party with me
sawyer
ik the people there so it's not just a buncha random people
namil
oh fasho ian even know you was into parties n shi
namil
what time?
sawyer
It starts at 7 but we can show up later
namil
we?
namil
I'm supposed to be picking u up?
sawyer
oh idm to me, i just wanted us to show up together lol
namil
lmao i'll come get you sy youn gotta trip text me when you want me to come and send the addy
sawyer
okaaayy
"He's so cuteee." Sawyer cooed, Finley rolling her eyes. "You can't even see him." Finley scoffed. "Ugh, you know I can see everything he does in my head, I bet he's somewhere smoking looking cute. His lil frail self." Sawyer gushed.
Finley was glad Sawyer finally got a shot at being with Namil, she'd been crushing over him for damn near a year so this was the least she could've gotten.
She always had a chance to shoot her shot because it wasn't like she wasn't stunning, but because Namil liked her for a while too; he just wanted to see who would speak up first because he found out she liked him a good minute ago.
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"Okay.. how do I look?" Sawyer sighed as she exited her walk-in closet, slicking down the front of her side part low bun she wore. "Syyy! You look good!" Finley gasped, Sawyer's face immediately lighting up.
"He's picking me up inna few, I'm nervous as shit bruh." Sawyer looked at herself in Finley's body mirror. She wore a tan asymmetrical tube top, some flare leggings which came as a set, and a pair of pointy heels she found on Steve Madden's website.
"You think I'm doing too much with the heels? They kinda hurt already too." Sawyer looked at her shoes in the mirror. "Hell na! You really not doing enough in my opinion but I know you not tryna show out for your man yet baby." Finley said, Sawyer rolling her eyes.
