Glaiza and Sanya

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Glaiza's fingers start to shake as she tries her best to type a response, her body filled with nerves, anticipation, and most of all, excitement.

ssweet-dispositionn: pick a time and place. it's a date.

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"Glaiza," Kylie states firmly, "for the billionth time, you look great. Okay? Calm down, dude. You're making me nervous and I'm not even the one going out tonight."

Glaiza runs her fingers through her perfect hair, all thanks to Kylie and Gabbi. As soon as they got the SOS call from Glaiza, they immediately made their way over to Kylie's room because she's the one with all of the hair supplies. Glaiza usually never does anything with her hair except blow dry it and kind of ruffle it up, so there was no need for her to bring anything of that sort to college. But Kylie's hair was always done and it always looked amazing so Glaiza asked if she and Gabbi could help her out a bit for tonight's events. They were more than happy to help her out.

Glaiza remained hush-hush about everything because, well, she didn't really feel comfortable with telling Kylie and Gabbi about meeting up with this girl she met over Tumblr. She basically just told them that she was going to see a special friend and she wanted to look nice for the night's events and they respectfully didn't try to pry into her personal life. But if things do work out for Glaiza and the girl, then she would be more than delighted to tell them.

Glaiza looks at herself in the mirror, nibbling on her glossed bottom lip a bit nervously. She does look pretty and she feels pretty too. Her friends did a really good job with accentuating her eyes, making them look even bigger than usual. It's not like she's caked with makeup or anything, but she does feel like she looks really nice tonight.

She still feels nervous about this whole idea though. Actually, since the whole decision to meet was made, she's been getting random moments of heart palpitation issues and butterflies would rage in her stomach. Throughout the day, it would hit her and she'd start to lowkey freak out over the fact that she's actually going to pin a face to the person she's been talking to these past few months. It feels so surreal. It's almost like meeting/seeing a celebrity for the first time because you finally realize that they're real people.

"Fuck," Glaiza chuckles, wiping her palms on the outer part of her black skinny jeans. "I'm so scared, guys."

Suddenly, Gabbi climbs up on top of Kylie's bed and places her hands on Glaiza's shoulders, looking her square in the eyes. "Listen to me. You look beautiful, as always, and you are a grand human being who's going to go out tonight and see your friend and then the both of you are going to proceed to have the best night ever, alright? You shouldn't be nervous because you have absolutely nothing to be nervous about."

"Listen to Gabbi, Glai," Kylie chimes in, giving her a friendly pat on the back. "You seriously have nothing to be freaking out about. Plus we made you look hot as hell so they'll have to fall in love with you," she laughs lightheartedly.

Glaiza smiles at Gabbi and Kylie respectively. "Thank you, guys. I really appreciate you helping me and listening to me ramble on about how nervous I was for the past few hours."

"You mean past few days," Kylie mumbles under her breath.

"All week," Gabbi adds in.

Glaiza rolls her eyes. "Okay, yes, I've been rambling on all week about tonight but it's actually here and–wait. Oh god. It's tonight. Oh my god. GUYS. IT'S HAPPENING. EVERYBODY STAY CALM. FVCKING–"

Kylie clasps her hand over Glaiza's mouth, shutting her up completely. "Jesus christ, dude! You're literally the only one not calm right now so what are you telling us for? And quiet down, would you? You're going to make someone barge in here to make sure no one is getting murdered."