Thread Topic: spoce
Holly cringed at the sight of him, quickly setting the cupcake on her bedside table with a grimace. "What in God's name are you doing in my bedroom, Cress?" she said, shooting him an extremely distrusting and rather contemptuous look.
(ok and he also may or may not like to flirt with holly solely bc it pisses her off but i'm terrible at flirting and crap so don't laugh at me if i'm bad at it >:()
"I'm here for your party, what the hell else would I be here for? And before you do, don't flatter yourself princess. My parents made me come," Hart said in reply to Holly as leaned casually on the doorframe. "But I might as well make the best of it, now that I'm here. You're assigned your soulmate at 12am, right? And that's around when your party ends? Can't wait to see who it is~"
I LOVE THAT IDEA PFF))
Holly tossed a sparkly hairbrush that she'd gotten from one of her "friends". "You're revolting," she said, her cheeks burning from agitation. "Why do you do that, that THING that you do?"
OKE YEY LET'S JUST HOPE I DON'T ACCIDENTALLY MAKE HART LOOK LIKE A CRINGEY FLIRTY BOI LMAO))
WAIT IS HOLLY ASKING ABOUT THE FLIRTING OR WHAT BC I DON'T WANNA MESS UP HART'S ANSWER))
OKE OKE SRY))
Hart chuckled. "Why do you want to know?" He asked, folding his arms.
Holly pinched the bridge of her nose, sighing. "Because I want to know what sort of weird reasoning makes you such an idiot."
"Wow, calling me an idiot, I thought you loved me," Hart said in a sarcastic tone, placing his hand to his chest and faking being offended.
"And don't get angry, Holly. Anger just increases aging, and if you start getting wrinkles and crap, who's pretty face am I gonna look at when class gets boring?"
Holly buried her face in her pillow with a groan. "Did you come here just to taunt me or what?*
Pattern AdvancedHart shrugged. “Pretty much,” he replied. He let out an exhale while looking around the room. “Nice place you got though.”
Holly huffed, somewhat acknowledging that her room was nice. She had gone for a sunrise theme, with soft pinks and oranges. She loved sunrises, but she'd rather die than look soft around Hart Cress.
"There's cake and games downstairs. Go knock yourself out, or whatever."
"Okay then, catch ya later Hanson."
Hart headed back downstairs to sit by the counter on a quite small chair (he realized that after he sat on it, but was too lazy to get back up.) And took out his phone, beginning to play games for the time being.
"The door," Holly called out. "Close the door on your way out."
After receiving no response, she got up with a grumble to close it herself when her closest friend, Casey, grabbed her arm.
"You're finally out! Come on, you just HAVE to open the present I got you. I know you'll just LOVE it!" the chipper girl said with a grin. Holly could feel her heart rising up to her throat.
"Casey, please no," she said in a small voice, longing to hide away from the overwhelming crowd. She was ignored and dragged into the fray anyway.
(I have a possible idee)
(Maybe Holly gets overwhelmed and kinda has a bit of a breakdown and then Hart comforts her? But plot twist, she doesn't realize it's him 👀)
"Oh fu- that's a lot of people," Hart commented to himself as more partygoers entered the house. He sunk lower in his chair as he continued to stare at his phone, hoping no one would talk to him. His parents made him promise that he would be home by midnight or later, which was when the party was scheduled to end. So he had to stay.
Holly felt dizzy as the loud sounds began to press around her, overwhelming her as fear came crashing over her like a tidal wave. Everyone was talking, and cheering, and shouting, or making some noise that added to the din. She wrenched her arm out of Casey's grasp, biting her lip to help force her tears back.
"I-I'm sorry, but I have to go," she said quickly to the people wishing her a happy birthday, backing away and running. She felt lost until she finally found a room, ripping the door open and slamming it shut. She sank down against the nearest wall, burying her face in her hands as she sobbed.
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