𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 || rini au

pleaser

ricky's pov

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large maroon

here

come on

ricky

hellollloooo

ok I'm coming inside

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"JESUS!" i yip as i walk around the corner to see ashlyn and big red standing there. shit. i forgot about the party.

"dude, come on! what's taking so long?"

"you're wearing that?" ashlyn says, referring to my outfit. it's just E.J's party, no one's gonna give a flying fuck about what i'm wearing. it's not like schtewpid is gonna know who i am, or care about what i'm wearing.

"what else would i wear?"

"whatever, man. we're late!"

nini's pov

"pink or red?" i ask kourtney as she does seb's makeup on my bed, holding up a casual red tank top with polka dots and a pink long-sleeved shirt.

"definitely red," she says. i rush into my bathroom and change into the red top, pairing it with my dark wash jeans. my hair is curled and parted to the side, a cute hair-clip holding back a section of my hair on the smaller side. my makeup's on the more natural side, because i'm already wearing a bold top. i walk out of the bathroom and strike a pose for the two of them, awaiting their approval.

"oh my god, neens! you're stun--ning" seb yips, turning his head slightly as kourtney applies his eyeshadow.

"don't move!"

"sorry!"

"what do you guys think the party's gonna be like?" i ask, taking a seat on my desk chair while i wait for them to be finished.

'you've been to a party before, neeners," kourt replies.

"i know, but not an E.J caswell party."

"it's not gonna be any different, silly," seb tells me.

boy was he wrong. we arrive at the address--well, not really. we had to park two blocks down!!--and enter the chaos that is his party. there's people dancing to blasting music in one corner, people shotgunning drinks in the other, and people eating at the catered buffet in another. wow.

"do you guys see E.J?" i yell over the music.

"not from here! but we should go mingle!" seb shouts.

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unknown

are you here yet?

just got here

where are you?