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"Come on, girl. Don't you wanna go out and have fun for once?" Y/F/N asks, plopping down into your bed, right next to where you're laying.

You look up from your laptop screen and simply shake your head. "Not really."

"Y/N please?" She pouts, resting her head on your shoulder. "You've rewatched Teen Wolf like five times. You won't miss anything you haven't already seen."

"You know I don't enjoy socializing, Y/F/N. Especially not at parties."

"I know. But can't you just come to this one? I promise I won't ever bother you again." She sits up again to look at you.

You sigh and close your laptop, pushing it off of your lap. "Fine. But if I feel uncomfortable then i'm leaving, got it?"

Your best friend squeals and immediately pulls you off of the bed. "I love you so much for this! Now come on, it's time to get ready."

Y/F/N practically begged you to let her choose your outfit, and after a bit more hesitance, you agreed. She has a good sense of style, which is mainly why you were okay with it, but you also had no idea what to wear to a party.

"Here. I have the perfect dress for you." She tosses you a short black dress, one that will definitely hug your body.

"Are you crazy? This is tiny." You look at it with wide eyes, holding it up in the air.

She laughs at your expression. "Just go put it on. You're gonna look hot."

Despite how badly you didn't wanna show up wearing something like this, you decided to give it a try, mumbling about the tiny material on your way into the bathroom. 

Though you had to admit, when you looked into the mirror after slipping the dress on, it looked perfect on you. Fitting your curves better than anything else you've ever worn.

"Damn girl, look at you!" Y/F/N exclaims, clapping her hands together excitedly. "I told you you'd look amazing. All the boys will be drooling."

You grimace at the thought of a boy even looking in your direction.

Let's just say things ended...badly with your ex.

Once Y/F/N was dressed, she basically dragged you outside and into her car. The ride there only lasted about fifteen minutes, before she parked on the side of the road, behind tons of other cars.

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