I walk the path leading to Charlotte's house, admiring the heavenly garden surrounding her house. As I near the tall mahogany doors, Oswald, the butler, opens them while greeting me, "Welcome, Miss Moore."
I tilt my head at his odd greeting before remembering that I was supposed to be in character now. Glancing down at my paper, I remind myself of my name for the remainder of the party, Elizabeth Moore. After I look up I hear Charlotte running down the stairs. "Y/N!!", She shouts as soon as she sees me. She then thanks Oswald, and drags me upstairs.
"Why aren't you dressed already?! I asked you to be early so you, James, and I could greet the guests as they arrive!"
"I just came from work, I didn't have time, I'm sorry", I say, pushing up my glasses.
"Oh, I forgot about that. Don't apologize, it's alright. I arranged for you to have your usual room, you go ahead and shower and get ready, I'll meet you downstairs soon."
I salute in response, then turn my eyes to the dress Charlotte had chosen for me. There was no real time period for the party, just a hodge-podge of different ones. This was terrifying, I didn't have any idea of how this was going to play out. Once in the bathroom, I glance back and forth between the elegant clawfoot bathtub and the luxurious walk in rain shower. As much as I'd like to indulge myself in a bath, I know Charlotte would kill me for wasting time.
After my shower I go to put on my dress, but only manage to zip it up partially. I open the door to the hall and call Charlotte's name a few times when I hear the door next to mine open.
"Well, I'm not Charlotte, but maybe I can help.", A man's voice says, as I immediately regret not putting my glasses on after my shower.
I lean back into the room a bit before responding, "I just was looking for her so she could help me zip up my dress all the way."
"Oh, I see, I'll go let her know you need her-"
"No, no, it's cool, I don't wanna interrupt her while she's greeting people, could you help?", It's dumb but I still felt my cheeks get warm at the thought of a man zipping up my dress, it seems such a stereotypically intimate situation. But here I was, letting this guy who I didn't recognize whatsoever go for it. I turn around and lift up my hair.
"Oh, Alright", he cleared his throat and stepped behind me, his cold hands accidentally grazing my back.
The few moments of silence as he stepped forward, seemed to last forever so I decided to break it. "So, what's your name?"
The man starts to speak then pauses and says, "Well, I suppose I am Peter Jameson for the remainder of the weekend."
"Ah, and I am Elizabeth Moore, a pleasure to meet you, sir."
"Haha, when you have a chance don't forget to study your character file, it has useful information about everything going on."
"I will, thanks for your help, Peter."
I walk back into my room, put my contacts in, finish getting ready, and start heading down stairs.
Watching me stride down the stairs, Charlotte begins to compliment me, "My dear Eliza, you look absolutely angelic tonight, you're sure to make every bachelor here swoon from the sight of you"
"Why thank you-", I pause looking at my paper of names, "Felicia.", I finish with a curtsy. "Was that okay?" Charlotte nods in response.
Quickly, Charlotte drags me to the dining area to join the others. As we near, I hear the voice of Peter and feel my face flush. Upon entering the room, I start scanning for his face when I pair the voice with the face of-- the cute domino's boy?? Horror hits me. I turn to Charlotte, mouth agape. She faces me, a smug look on her face. I try to pull her away to talk to her before anything moved further but she started to address the room.
"Hello everyone, thank you for coming to my murder mystery weekend party, I'm so glad you all could make it. I know everyone may not have had time to study their character files beforehand so I will give you all time to do that now, If you have looked them over already feel free to converse with other guests."
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Romancegamerboy80 said in a recent video that fanfic was "disgusting" and that people who make and read them are "blegh, gross". therefore, with my time that should be spent doing important things, i decided to write a fanfiction about him only to spite hi...