❝you're making it so hard for me to hate you matt❝
❝then don't.❝
(🪩) 𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has been trying to make it as youtuber with her bestfriends for years, but she never gets the attention she deserves. she keeps wondering when her time is...
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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE.ᐟ ⤷ ❝JUST ONE DANCE❝
irl...
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IRL .ᐟ
the house buzzed with the kind of energy only a crowded party could conjure—a low bass-heavy music vibrating through the walls, conversations weaving together into a chaotic symphony, and the faint smell of alcohol and perfume mingling in the air.
rafael's house, spacious and sleek with floor-to-ceiling windows and minimalist decor, was packed.
the warm glow of string lights looped across the high ceilings, casting playful shadows on the walls.
every corner of the space was alive with movement: people talking, laughing, and dancing in rhythm to the pulsing music.
matt adjusted the cuffs of his fitted black button-up shirt as he stepped through the doorway, his broad shoulders cutting an imposing silhouette in the soft light.
the shirt clung perfectly to his chest and arms, the top button undone to reveal just a hint of his collarbone and a thin silver chain glinting against his skin.
a leather jacket hung loosely over his shoulders, completing the look with an air of rugged charm.
he'd opted for black boots, polished but not overly formal, giving him a confident, edgy vibe.
marianna was the first to step in behind him, her vibrant red dress turning heads as she surveyed the room with a mischievous smile.
nick followed, shoving his hands into his pockets and looking more relaxed in a gray sweater and jeans, while chris brought up the rear, his jaw tightening the moment he spotted rafael.
