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"y/n please!"
"finn i swear-"
"y/n!" he says dragging out the last vowel in my name.
"im not going to a party with drunk teenage men and women."
he gets on his knees and gives me puppy dog eyes
"pwease?" he says looking up at me
i look down at him raising n eyebrow
how can i say no to that?
"fine." i say as i roll my eyes.
"thank you! thank you! thank you!" he says getting up from his knees and hugging me
"whatever, loser." i giggle at his excitement.
he runs into my closet and pulls me in along with him.
"wear this?" he pulls out a short dress that my friend got me when she wanted me to go to another party a while ago.
"yeah, no." i say as he rolls his eyes
"can i just wear sweatpants?" i groan
"although i find you beautiful in literally everything, you can't be the only one wearing sweatpants" he says looking at me
i can feel the blush rise to my cheeks.
"fine. then move so i can pick out something
"fine. but no sweatpants"
"aHHhh" i shut the door as i giggle
i pull out a short skirt. and try it on
"finn i look stupid"
"doubt it, babyg" he says as i groan
"finnnn"
"y/nnnn"
i step out of the closet in this (hah)
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