[ 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 ] 𝚋𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘. 𝚔

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 32

After collecting all of my things from the car Kenma showed me to his room where he set my luggage.

"You can take my room since the spare is dirty." He said while leaning against the doorframe.

"You can keep your room Kenny, I can sleep on the couch." I say while sitting on the edge of his bed.

"No its fine. My set up is in there anyways." He shrugs while shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Get read we're leaving in like an hour and a half." He says while pulling out his phone looking at it.

"Okay, feel free to come in here and keep me company while I do my makeup." I mumble while walking over to Kenma's large mirror. I grab my makeup bag and plop down in front of it.

"Let me just go grab some drinks yeah?"

"Yeah, grab me a juice box please." I say before opening my makeup's bag.

"y/n your like old as shit, I'm bringing you an actual drink too." He laughs while walking away. I pull out my phone putting on Cognac Queen by Megan Thee Stallion. I start singing along as I do my makeup. Kenma soon appears with a juice and bottle in the other hand.

"Whats this?" I ask while holding the label-less bottle up.

"Drink it and find out." Kenma laughs drinking the same substance from a different bottle.

"Kenma if I'm on my ass before the party even starts I swear." I mumble while taking a sip letting the cold bitter drink run down my throat.

"This is nasty as shit." I say setting the bottle down and going back to do my makeup.

"Want to pick my outfit Kenny?"

"I would love to." He says while getting up walking to my bags.

"You can use anything I don't care." I say while looking over my shoulder.

"Oh I will." He says as he pulls out different articles of clothing.

an hour later.

"Just put it on y/n." Kenma groans.

"This looks like something I would wear at the club not a party!" I yell through the bedroom door.

"y/n put it on or we're gonna stay home and play games all night. And not the kind you like." He says as I hear his footsteps fade.

"This asshole." I mumble while looking at the outfit laid out for me on the bed. I begin to undress myself picking up the clothes off the bed putting them on. Once Im done I slowly walk to the mirror looking at the outfit put together.

"He hates me." I mumble while tugging on my skirt.

the outfit for tonight.