◤ "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒚, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 -
𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖."◢
↳ The one where (y/n)'s problematic relationship causes her to end up underneath her hot next door neighbor.
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"Sorry, y/n... I didn't mean to scare you."
Connie couldn't help but chuckle at your misfortune, despite being sincerely sorry that your phone was now sitting in a bowl of rice after you dropped it in the bathtub amidst your startled panic. He swore he was just checking in on you after hearing some questionable noise coming from the bathroom, thankfully he didn't seem to realize what was actually going on in there.
"It's alright, it should be fine after it dries for a while... I hope." You sigh, frustrated that you've allowed yourself to fall victim to lustful inhibitions— because now you may be out of a phone, and you certainly couldn't afford another one at this time.
"Could you let Jean know that I'm not really interested in going to that party? I'd tell him myself but... you know." You ask, motioning to your drowned device that still remains unconscious.
"Party? What party?" Connie's eyes light up with both curiosity and excitement— being the gregarious person he was, he's always down for any type of get-together.
"Oh, um— a friend of mine invited us to a party he's having. I'm not gonna go though, you know I'm not really into that stuff."
