In the midst of a world wide pandemic, three best friends decide that they'll break the quarantine just once because they missed one another. After all, nothing bad could happen in just one night? All they wanted to do was hang out, maybe binge a sh...
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Stiles pulled up to Scott's house, honking his horn. He agreed to drive Zelda and Ronald, then go pick up Lydia from Allison's house. He was not exactly happy that Ronald was taking Lydia, but at least he knew that Ronald was gay and wouldn't try anything in the first place. He jumped out of the jeep when the door to the house opened.
Ronald came walking out in a green tuxedo, which was probably the only colorful tux that would be seen at the formal. Stiles wanted to make a comment about Ronald being gay, but knew that would be insensitive.
Zelda was next to walk out and if Stiles was lying. He would say that she looked plain. But her walking out of that house hit him like a freakin' bus. She walked out in a gradient pink dress that faded down to white. Which really made the white heels she wore work with the dress. Her hair which was usually in a messy bun was in waves and pulled up halfway with a few strands framing her face.
"Oh- Uh-" Stiles slipped against his jeep and fell down, "Shit."
"Stiles!" Zelda quickly rushed over to him, squatting down to help him up, "You good?"
"Y-yeah, yeah, I'm good. Uh, you look good."
"Thanks." Zelda fluffed her skirt a little bit with a smile on her face, "I would have preferred red but the fact that Briella made me this-"
"Briella made that?"
Ronald nodded his head, "My suit too. Which is weird because Lydia bought her a dress today. I figured she'd make her own."
"Briella can sew?"
"Yeah, she used to make cosplays all the time." Ronald answers him while opening the jeep door and hopping in the back, "Come on, we need to go get Lydia."
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"I am so sad that you decided not to wear heels." Allison tells Briella as they wait for Jackson to come get them, since apparently Briella's date would meet them at the high school.
Briella glanced down at the flats on her feet, "These feel comfy."
"They're cute. I just wish you would have worn heels."
Briella laughed with a shrug, "Why? So I'd be taller?"
"Yeah, maybe your date will turn out cute and you'd want to kiss but-" Allison pressed her palm on top of Briella's head, "He'd have to crouch down."
"I am not that short." Briella countered as she swatted Allison's hand away, "I'm about the same height as Zelda."
"And how tall is she?"
"5'3."
"That's short." Allison laughs softly, "It's fine. You're really cute tonight. I don't think I've ever seen you in a dress. Or with your hair styled."
"It's just down with a crown braid." Briella messed with the waves, since Lydia insisted that her hair should be anything but straight, "I'm just happy Lydia didn't try to murder my hair with a curling iron."
