"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙡! 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙡!" - "𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣!" - Y/n was a new myth...but people knew her as Ê̶͇̭̪̖͔̩̱̋̓̐̔͐̎̕͘R̵̡͔̼̹̤̺̗͈...
Y/n cocked her head to the side looking at the envelope in her hands, "I don't have friends...so who sent this to me?" She mumbled under her breath. Y/n opens the envelope perfectly slitting it and proceeds to grab the fancy piece of paper inside. She read it out loud to the darkness in her home "Dear miss Y/n, you are formally invited to this evening's MYTH PARTY!!! where only myths are invited. Hope to see you there. From your host, John Doe."
Y/n is full of nervousness and disbelieve that she would be invited to a party. Y/n thought about it for a second then shrugged it off and threw the invite into the bin "No way am I going.....outside" she mumbled thinking about the horrors outside.
Y/n began to pace around the room, "They did go out of there way to send the letter...to me of all people.." Y/n walked towards the bin, before swiftly turning back around, "What if they hate me? What if they judge me behind my back?!" Y/n began to fiddle with her hands.
"What if they think- I'm too nice-" Y/n began to hold onto her arms while closing her eyes, trying to calm herself down. A large tentacle sprouted out of her back, grabbing the letter from the bin, the letter was dangling from one of her many tentacles.
Y/n gently took the letter, "W-Well my mother did say I have to get out of the house..." Y/n spoke in a hushed voice looking around her darkroom, She necessarily didn't like to talk about her mother, since she was dead. "Ok! I made up my mind! I'm going- but do I really want to?-"
"Agh! I'm going! No matter what I say! I'm going!-" Y/n said while flailing her arms around while retracting her tentacles
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Y/n threw dresses and clothes to the floor while looking through her closet, "Too many rips..." Y/n mumbled throwing the black dress to the floor.
Y/n finally grabbed an outfit, that she thought was...sorta cute? Y/n then changed out of her comfy baggy clothes into the outfit she picked out.
Y/n looked into her full body-sized mirror, she, grabbed a brush from her desk, while brushing her hair "I'm not going to even bother doing my hair..." Y/n mummbled putting her brush down.
Y/n almost panicked while looking at the time, she had 2 hours to get there! Y/n rushed out of her somewhat large house. Y/n grabbed her bike, she didn't have a car...so this will have to do for now.
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Y/n's outfit
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