Hey y'all, i just gotta warn y'all that this is a smut🙏 it's been a while aince I've written something like this hehe.
(They're aged up btwww!)
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Finney's pov
I stood on our porch, the cool evening air nipping at my skin, waiting for Robin to arrive. He was taking me to his friend's birthday party tonight. It had been a while since we hung out. He had changed a lot ever since the incident. Ever since he escaped the Grabber, he'd become a lot more violent. He had some friends who did nasty things, but despite that, I still hung out with him whenever he asked. He still treats me just like how he did before.
A black BMW pulled up in front of me, loud, muffled music leaking from the car. It grew even louder when Robin rolled down the window and peeked his head out. "Finn!" he greeted, waving energetically. I nodded and approached him.
He opened the door for me, and I slipped into the passenger seat. "Where'd you get the car?" I asked. He just scoffed and lit up his cigg, leaving me confused, but I shrugged it off.
Silence filled the car as we drove to our destination. I was hesitant to talk since it had been a while. The atmosphere was awkward, and the car reeked of smoke, making my stomach churn. I also noticed tattoos on his shoulder and arm that he never had before.
When we arrived, I followed Robin into the house. The place was a sensory overload—girls dancing almost half-naked, and boys grinding up on them. It was enough to make me want to turn around and leave.
Robin pulled me by the shoulder and introduced me to his friends. "Finn, this is Conan. He's the one who put up this party."
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"Conan"
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"Happy birthday," I greeted Conan, who just nodded. "Hit me up if you ever need something," he said with a wink before walking off. What was that about? Weirdo.
Robin turned to me "you ready to party?" He gave me that cocky smile, and I nodded.
I stuck close to Robin since I didn't know the place. It felt safer that way.
Robin jumped into the pool, so I followed. Girls started approaching him like fish drawn to bait. A girl with braids and silver chains wrapped her arms around Robin as she sat on his lap, making him smile and wrap his arm around her waist. I scoffed at how desperate she seemed.
Without warning, a blonde girl offered me a drink. "Hi," she greeted.
"Hello," I smiled back.
"Amanda, by the way." She extended her hand, her silver bracelet jingling as she moved her wrist.
