29 - dinner party

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Multiple objects clattered on the floor as (Y/n) had backed up too far, she was trying to do her hair

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Multiple objects clattered on the floor as (Y/n) had backed up too far, she was trying to do her hair. Straighten it at least— it wasn't working, the straightener wasn't hot enough to do anything so she ended up breaking it. It was already 5:20 and the dinner party starts in seven minutes. She's been cursing under her breath for more than ten minutes.

Her hair looked fine— in its curly way, but she wanted to straighten it. That's obviously not happening anymore, thankfully— what she did do was her eyeliner and mascara. Her teeth were brushed and she had the dress on, it was a black spaghetti strapped dress, body con but it went below the middle of her thighs. She quickly slipped on her jacket and put her shoes on.

The gorditas and dumplings were done— she didn't want to go to a dinner party empty handed. Along with the flan, the recipes were from her abuela— she wrote them down a while ago before she could forget. The sports festival left the blue haired girls skin irritated so recovery girl made her put bandages on— fingers to neck— it covered the entire top half of her body. The cream was working so that was a good thing.

She quickly balanced everything in her hands and put her phone in her jacket pocket, she grabbed the car keys from the little hook on the side of the front door and bolted out and down the stairs. It was 5:27 'Fuck fuck fuck fuck.' (Y/n) quickly hopped in the car and put the seatbelt around the food, then turned the car on. Immediately— she took off.

'The perfume!' She rummaged around the small compartment in the middle, her other hand was on the steering wheel— her fingers touched a cold surface and she gripped the bottle. Beautiful is boring—bones uk, the music started playing out of no where— and very loud. That was the least of her problems though, right now at least.

There was a fucking red light.

'Im going to fucking—oh.' The light turned green and she accelerated quickly 5:29. Two moms were looking out the window of the Bakugos residence excitedly. A red haired woman stared at them in confusion "You two have been acting weird since everyone came, is something wrong?" she got closer to the two cautiously. There was loud music outside along with the screeching of a car.

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