𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞-𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐚: 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐜𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐯𝐢, 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛

"Listen." Powder slams her hand on the table.

The sound of the slam was so loud, everyone in the area took a moment of silence to look before disregarding the moment afterwards out of fear to not mess with whateverwas happening.

Caitlyn's eyes were wider than saucers, Powder would've laughed if this was a purposeful jump scare attack.

But no.

This was way more important.

"Yes-"

"I don't like you." she starts, getting straight to the point towards the older teen who was anything but straight. "But I gots'a li'l deal that'll benefit the both of us, yeah?"

Powder sits down right across her, clutching her fingers together as princess Kiramman stares at her like she was holding her at gunpoint with a banana. Clueless as shit.

"You like my sister. Saw you unable to speak when she's around like a broken record ready to play love songs so here: I help you get together with Vi while you help me with that cute boy I've been pinin' on for months. Deal?"

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modern au!: where two blue-haired teens become an impeccable duo who try to win over their crushes.