Red was currently seated in evermore's lap. Evermore had her arms wrapped around reds waist and her chin resting on her shoulder as everyone argued on what to play.
"I wanna play truth or dare!" 1989 called,
"No lets play spin the bottle!" Called midnights.
The arguments started to get loud, and folklore tried to stop them from arguing
Folklore: "uh guys?" Nobody replied.
Folklore: "hello?" Once again, no reply.
timeskip to the game.
Everyone decided on seven minutes in heaven. Folklore and Poets knew that this game would end up in drama but played anyways.
Poets spun the bottle and it landed on folklore. The two reluctantly made their way to the closet, closing the door. Poets slid down against the wall, too nervous to interact with the other girl. Folklore sat down aswell, playing with her fingers in her lap.
Folklore: "d...do we really have to do this?"
Poets: "i don't know.. but uh.. I guess now I can kinda say I like you?"
A slight blush crept up on both of the girls' cheeks, folklore looking more flustered them poets. Poets was waiting for words from folklore, she looked kinda speechless.
Folklore suddenly pressed her lips against poets lips. Folklore was going to pull away until poets pulled folklore more against herself, deepening the kiss. Poets gently cupped folklores face in hers, brushed her tongue against folklores bottom lip; asking for an entrance.
Poets' slid her tongue into folklore's mouth, her hands tracing gentle circles on the other girls hips.
Once the seven minutes was over, the two came out of the closet. Disheveled and flustered. Folklore had a few hickeys on her neck and poets' hair was messy
Midnights drunkenly called. "Ooh we got ourselves some lovebir-" 1989 covered midnights mouth.
1989: "sorry about that shes a little.." she her finger next to her head, motioning that shes crazy/drunk.
....- hi yall!! Chapters a little short bt I hope you enjoy it :3-....
