Vicem Alteram [Various PDH x f!reader]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ

Alternative Title: Author has clear favorites, like I'm not even trying to act like I don't... Also Mr. Casanova is going to have to put in the work to even become your friend. 

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The cafeteria was grandiose in its proportions, tall looming walls, and a flat ceiling didn't add any depth to the size of the room. Checkered linoleum tile and the faint smell of whatever questionable concoction was featured as the centerpiece for today's meal wafted through the air. Hundreds of rectangular tables dotted the floor accompanied by plastic shelled bench seats. Whatever random sloop occupied the metal heating trays in the food line was probably the least of your worries, because hesitating in the entryway of the double doors you wanted nothing more than to just cup your hands over your ears.

The sheer volume of the noise was staggering, hundreds of separate conversations traipsing into the culmination of barely withheld murmuring scream. You can't explain why, but was it always this bad? In your past life the babble was but another quirk to your young adulthood experience, but here in the now at this moment it was, it was overwhelming. Posture stiffening, you graze your fingertips along the fabric of your skirt. Why was it so loud?

"Hey...are you alright?" a hand claps against your back, and after jolting slightly you look into worried blue eyes, stuttering out an exhaling keen, you flash him a weary smile, before nodding.

"Yeah, yeah– sorry I guess, I'm just a little overwhelmed, it's really loud," Daniel winces in solidarity, before looking over the hustle and bustle. Retracting his hand from your shoulder he brings it up to tap his forefinger against one erratically twitching olive green ear.

"You're good, and hey I totally get it..." The muse of, for being a human you must have really sensitive hearing stays quiet within his mind as he decides not to point it out. Instead Daniel gears up to ask you something, tail swaying from behind as his mouth parted.

"Me, Dottie, and Rylan are sitting in hallway beside the library if you want to si-"

"[y/n]!" Both you and the werewolf jolt as you hear a voice call out, peeking around you catch sight of Aphmau running up along with... is that Katelyn? Smiling in an upbeat fashion she grabbed a hold of your arm, amber eyes scrunched against her smile.

"So guess what! I ran into Katelyn and she invited me to sit with her for lunch, so then I said yeah of course, but then we saw you standing here, and we were like– hey we should invite her to sit with us! Anyways, would you uh, would you want to?" Grinning fondly at her nervousness, you go to reply, before realizing Daniel had already invited you, guiltily you look up at him, then back at Aphmau.

However the choice is made for you when he rapidly begins to shake his hand as if to shoo you off. Raising a brow at him, he simply nods his head gesturing at your amber eyed friend, before mouthing a silent "see you later". Frowning at the fact that you couldn't tell him sorry, you resolved to text him sometime later and plan to sit with him and the others the next day of school. Looking back at Aphmau you shrug your shoulders before making sure to smile at both her and Katelyn, who had watched the silent exchange. Deciding to ignore the fact that... wasn't Aphmau supposed to sit by herself at lunch? You distinctly remember a scene where she grumbles about that fact before she runs into Katelyn and Lucinda arguing. Well actually it seems even the schedules were changed in this parallel universe you existed in.

"I would love to sit with the both of you," Aphmau accidentally let out a short lived happy squeal, before nodding sporadically. Already beginning to drag you towards whatever table the two of them had previously occupied before apparently seeing your prone figure halted in the cafeteria entrance.