𝑨 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒆 (𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒊 𝑩𝒐𝒎𝒃 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

Chapter #5: Rehearsals

(Y/N)'s POV:

We were sitting on that rooftop for hours, taking in the atmosphere and bombing the occasional bystander below us.

"I've been coming here since forever," Cherri says while lighting a cigarette, "It's the best view this side of the pentagram."

I don't turn my gaze from the sight before me, "It's breathtaking." I replied.

At that moment, Cherri leans in, and our lips meet in a gentle kiss. Time seemed to pause, and suddenly....

Ring! Ring!

My morning alarm goes off, I rub my eyes, open them, and it occurs to me that it is all a dream.

I shoot to sit upright in my bed, what the fuck just happened?!

I shake my head frantically and I can feel my face get hot. I hold my hands against my cheeks to cool them off.

I try my best to forget about the dream and just brush it off, I refuse to entertain the thought that there could be anything more than friendship between us. We just met a couple of days ago.

But for some reason, a weird feeling lingers in the air. My heart sinks, and my brain goes blank.

I cross my arms.

Just a dream.

I rise out of bed and leave my room for the kitchen, I need some coffee.

It's been a little over a week since we looked after Nuggs together. When I got home that evening, I got a message from Velvette updating me on the rehearsal schedule. I have a meeting with her today in a few hours.

The coffee machine rumbled and hummed as it finished pouring my cup. I grab the handle and set the mug on the table while I poured myself a bowl of cereal.

I feel the day slowly come to life. With each sip of my coffee, I felt the fog in my head wisp away- replaced by a bolt of energy that had me feeling ready to carry on with my morning.

I finish up my breakfast, put my dishes into the sink, and with my coffee in hand, I walk back to my bedroom to start my morning routine for my big day ahead.

I choose my wardrobe for today from my closet- a pair of dress pants and a solid black turtleneck. I lay the clothes on my bed and start to undress and change into them.

I finish the last gulp of my coffee then make my way towards the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, I see my usual bedhead.

It reminds me of the time at the hotel, waking up and immediately dying laughing when I saw myself.

Then I'm reminded of Cherri.

I pick up a hairbrush to untangle my hair. As I stand here, reminiscing about our times together, it's hard not to feel a tug at my heartstrings. Those times when we laughed until our stomachs hurt, shared hours under the night sky, they were just moments between friends. I refuse to let my mind wander into the realm of romantic feelings. After all, some bonds are meant to stay platonic, right?

I furrow my eyebrows. Just forget about it. Stupid dream.

I finish combing out my ratted hair and continue on with my morning routine.

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I walk out the front door of my home and shut it behind me. Adjusting my bag on my shoulder, I step down the hall.

I descend the stairs of my apartment complex. The hollagen hum of the lights above me gives me a temple headache, and walking out the entrance, it wasn't much better.