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-𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥- ❝【𝓟𝓻𝓮-𝓓𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓝𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮𝓼】❞
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ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ ❛ I'm making sure you're a solid ten. ❜ *+:｡.｡ ｡.｡:+*
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"C—ome on, [Y/n], at least let me straighten your hair! You're not going on a 'date' looking like you just rolled out of bed," Narumi insisted as she stood in front of [Y/n]'s vanity, brandishing a flat iron with a determined look.
"I told you, Narumi, it's not a date," [Y/n] deadpanned from the edge of her bed, where she sat with her arms crossed. She raised an eyebrow at her friend, who was all too eager to play stylist for the evening. "It's just dinner. With you, Bokuto, and me. It doesn't even qualify as a date."
Narumi waved a hand dismissively, as if [Y/n]'s words were irrelevant. "Oh, sure, sure. 'Just dinner.' With Bokuto, the guy who's been circling around you like a puppy waiting for a treat. Face it, girl, it's basically a date. And you're gonna look amazing when he sees you."
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