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IF YOU'VE EVER BEEN TO CASA AMORE, you'd know it's a rough house. but, it is the house of fun. celebrities did things that no one to the public eye would ever dream of.
y/n wore the shortest skirt she had along with the most revealing top as she walked through the crowd that stirred up at casa amore.
"we gotta go do some shots before we start dancing!" keiko, one of her close friends yelled. keiko took y/n's wrist and dragged her to the bar, where they then met up with their other friends.
"it's on me tonight, ladies" hana smirked, flashing her dads credit card. "daddy said business has been booming lately and wanted to celebrate" she smiled.
as if the pregame wasn't hitting y/n enough already, the girls ordered shots of the most expensive vodka there was.
"bottoms up ladies!" aya yelled as the girls all took down their shots. "aye y/n! come take a hit!" miya atsumu yelled out.
miya atsumu was the setter for the MSBY black jackels. him and y/n met at this same club a few months ago, and ever since then, they've been inseparable club buddies.
so you could only imagine y/n's surprise when she walked up to atsumu, only to see the man that her parents were trying to set her up with. "well, well, well, if it isn't suna rintaro" she smirked, taking the blunt from atsumu's hand.
suna was taken aback, he knew nepotism babies were allowed in the club because of their parents' connections, but in all the times he'd ever been there, he'd never seen someone so alluring.
"ya know each other?" atsumu asked, taking the blunt away from her. "what did i say about smoking? you're an athlete for fucks sakes" y/n scolded, snatching the blunt back. "my parents are trying to set us up" he replied, leaning back on the seat.
he put his arms up and man spread, 'god. he's hot.' y/n thought to herself.
"yer a lucky man, rinny! she's a good one" atsumu dapped up suna, before walking away to find his twin brother.
"so rin" the girl said, sitting on his lap, the alcohol clearly making her bolder than she is. suna's hand snaked around her waist, smirking as he brought her closer to him. "aren't you a pretty little thing" he traced his finger up and down her leg.
"i could be so much prettier for you if you handed me that card in your wallet" y/n whispered into his ear.
suna then had lightbulb go off.
y/n loved money, and he needed to not piss off her parents. what better way than to be her sugar daddy and in return they'd just have to pretend to be a couple.
"yeah? you want a sugar daddy?" he asked, tilting her head. y/n leaned in closer, and closer until their lips were almost touching. "no one said anything about a sugar daddy, i just want the card"
but the same lightbulb went off in her head.
"but, if we can keep up this act so i don't piss off my parents, then maybe you being my sugar daddy is my benefit" she smiled.
"so, whatcha say?" she giggled, sitting up from the boys lap. suna took out his wallet and pulled out his debit card, he had too much money to even comprehend, why not spend it on something — or someone pretty?
"go drain my wallet, pretty" he said, handing the card to her. "and don't fucking lose it, or else there will be consequences. got it?" he raised an eyebrow. "yes daddy" she rolled her eyes, walking away with the card.
"were you just talking to suna rintaro?" keiko squealed. the other girls stopped their conversation to look at her. "i've just secured myself a new sugar daddy" she smiled, now putting the card between her fingers, and flashing it to the girls.
"our parents want us to hit it off or something. if i pretend to date him, he won't piss his parents off and i get a sugar daddy!" y/n giggled, throwing her head back. "next rounds on me" she smiled.
"perhaps we go and mingle with the msby boys" asami said, looking over to the group. "bokuto kotaro has a staring problem, and i wanna go entertain that" she said, drinking the rest of her martini.
the eight girls all took their drinks with them, and walked towards the group of boys. "if it isn't miya osamu" y/n smiled, placing a hand on the boys bicep.
"what's this i hear about you being rins sugar baby over here" osamu teased, punching suna's arm. "oh fuck off, it's just to make our families happy, in return she gets a sugar daddy"
"speaking of..." suna held his hand out, "fine" y/n pouted, placing the card in his hand. "thank you baby" he pulled out his wallet and put the card back in. "ya know, if he can't treat you right, i can" osamu said, leaning back on the chair he was sat on.
"hey back off, she's mine" suna said possessively. "my, my, so possessive already. don't worry i'm yours" y/n winked, settling herself on suna's lap. "i'm just sayin, i can cook" osamu put his hands up in defeat.
"don't worry yer pretty little head about him, sweet thing. he just needs some pussy" atsumu scoffed, taking a sip out of his whiskey. "if anyone needs to get laid, it's you" osamu replied as he rolled up a new blunt.
"oh fuck you, i could get laid right now if i wanted to!" atsumu exclaimed. "the only thing you need to get laid by is purple shampoo" y/n joked, making the two boys laugh.
"fuck you too y/n!" atsumu gasped.
after a few short hours of drinking, smoking, and gossiping about other celebrities, y/n was feeling dizzy.
"wanna get out of here?" suna whispered. y/n started to shift around in his lap, "stop moving around so much" suna groaned.
"why not" she pouted, as she continued to move up and down on his lap. "we're leaving, let's go" suna made her stand up.
"bye guys, someone here is being a party pooper" y/n sighed. "enjoy that dick" keiko whispered to her.
Party Anthem "the house of fun, the number one party anthem"
