naty223

You watched the party unfold as you drank the rest of your flat soda. Your good friend, Terezi, was making her way onto the dance floor. Part of you wanted to move to the center of the room and talk to everyone, but you weren't much of a party person. While all the other girls were in dresses, you had opted for skinny jeans and a nice blouse. You grabbed your hoodie, figuring you could sneak out without anyone notici- "Pretty lame party, huh?" You heard someone say behind you. You turned around and looked at the all too familiar guy. His hair was a beautiful mess (was that even possible?) and he was wearing his usual black sweater. You love