☼︎ 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚕' 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 ☼︎ 𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑜 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

☞︎︎︎ Chapter 7 ☜︎︎︎

- AlBeRtO's POV -
Kirsten honestly didn't seem impressed with the situation. Those disapproving glares she'd shoot at Y/N... What is she? Some Roblox moderator? I seriously hope not. Due to some uh, peculiar trolling situations- anyway, back to Kirsten giving Y/N constant death stares. I set up a barbacue and flared it up, passionate flames lighting up the night. Kirsten curled up next to me while I was trying to genuinely focus on not burning the sausages (If you're vegan/vegetarian- they're now VEGETARIAN/VEGAN/ETC SAUSAGES BOOM MAGIC sincerely, your humble, sleep-depived author). She seemed to have a secret smile on her face as she pulled away and ducked intoour tent...

- Kirsten's POV -
He is so clueless, gosh. Let's see...'Preaty Gorl'? Is that me? I began reading their messages, it was official...Y/N is a threat. I went to read more messages, most of Y/N's posts/tweets/etc liked by..Him, my own boyfriend, Albert. The hilarious guy who used to make me laugh, it somehow seems we've been drifting further apart ever since Y/N managed to storm their way into my perfect life. I peeked out the tent, Y/N was now cuddled up with Albert eating sausage fresh off the barbacue. Typical.

- Your POV -
"I have an urgent question, how did you not burn these?" I asked
"No idea- probably the thought of food tasting bad." He shrugged and I giggled. He brushed his floppy hair out of his face, the atmosphere becoming um... Romantic. But it was obviously ruined by Kirsten, she seems suspicious. Like she was hiding something? Could she? How is Albert even able to cope with such a stuck-up person?

Yeahh I need more ideas. Writer's block sucks. Thanks for all the views! Love y'all! So sorry this is so short! Some of you probably waited for me to upload this Chapter (maybeee) but I promise to INTENSIFY THE TEA. Love y'all baii! 💗💗💗