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How You Met

Adore Delano
It was August and a hot, yellowy Los Angeles sun burned down from the sky. You were walking down the street with your best friend Tina and she turned to you, "Y/N, look, it's Adore from Drag Race." You gasped audibly.
She sat there, and when she noticed you she waved, her fingers curled so you could see her "Meow" tattoo. She summoned you over to the outdoor table where her, John, and their friends sat.
"Hi!" Tina exclaimed excitedly.
"Hey!" Adore responded. "You're so cute." She told you as you stood candidly, a bit starstruck.
Hours passed and soon everyone left except you, Adore and Tina, who Adore just sent to get last orders on your vodka cranberries. She pulled you aside, tucked your hair under your ear and placed a small kiss on your cheek. "This isn't the end." She whispered gently as your lips curled into a smile.

Justin Honard
You had left your stupid job in Urban Outfitters for a break, after all you did overtime and covered Becky's shift last week for free so you deserved it. Drained, you decided to walk to Spar for an energy drink.
When you entered the shop, it was a ghost town, except for a tall, thin man with poodle-like brown hair. He was also looking at the energy drinks and although you felt somewhat anxious you approached him.
"Do you know which one is best-" You started, before realising he wasn't a worker and turning bright red.
"Ummmmm... I like Red Bull." He drawled, elongating every vowel (and consonant to be fair). You were relieved that he thought you were just asking a question and he thought you were being 'friendly'.
"Thanks." You grabbed the Red Bull and paced to the counter.
"Wait, (Y/N) I'll pay!"
"How do you know my-"
You suddenly realised you were wearing a name tag. He walked over to the counter and payed for the drinks. "I'm Justin by the way."

Courtney Act
You had gone shopping, specifically to a whole foods store in early January to fulfil your resolution to be a vegan. There she stood, the most beautiful woman you've ever seen looking at the section of soy based foods.
You approach her, palms becoming sweaty. You began. "Hey, um, I'm new to this sorta thing... can you he-"
"Of course, my love."
Soon enough she'd recommended a lot of food and it was piled high in your arms. You took it to the till and payed.
"Fuck, I have to walk home." You exclaimed.
She looked you up and down and smiled flirtatiously.
"I'll give you a ride."
You loaded her car full of your stuff and hopped in the front to direct her to your house.
The car stopped outside your house.
"Thanks. I don't know how to repay you."
"You can kiss me."
She pulled you close as her lips touched yours in a sensual, small kiss.

Katya
Katya was a very provocative and promiscuous performer. As if slamming her pu$$y into the floor and dragging her split across the stage wasn't enough, sometimes she'd make out with the front row. Luckily for you, you'd set off extra early and stood front centre.
Tatianna- The Same Parts was her first number where she wore an aubergine coloured handprint sweater on top of a pentagram shirt.
She was staring at you from the second she got on the stage so you weren't surprised when she leaned down and kissed you.
However, you were surprised to find that during the make out session she'd dropped a post it on the floor, a pink post it containing her number.

Aaron Coady
You left your house to go for a walk, to run far away and crawl in a hole. You wanted to run but you stopped outside an unfamiliar bar, around the gay part of town. You took the cigarette and a lighter out of the packet, and tried to light it, to find that your lighter had ran out of fluid.
"Need a light?" A voice asked.
He was cute, yet strange looking with a cleft chin and flossy lemon hair.
"Um, yeah thanks." You placed the cigarette between your lips and he moved the white lighter to the end and lit it up.
He lit his own cig and you chatted for a while.
"So, why do you smoke?" You asked.
"Because I like to feel a bit of death every day. That and I'm addicted." He explained.
"Me too."
"I have a feeling that this won't be the last time I see you around here," he began. "How about Saturday?"
You agreed, exchanged numbers and left with a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach.
Aaron- ************* x

Willam Belli
You met Willam at a dog show a while ago. He had taken his St Bernard, Warner and you took your German Shepard. You were slammed together in the large category. The grass was green, the sun bright and the only people who weren't giving their dogs a pep talk were you two.
"First time?" He asked.
"Yeah. Your dog is cute." You replied.
"He's an internet phenomenon." Willam added a shoulder to this statement.
"Awesome, his name?"
"Warner and I'm Willam."
"I'm (Y/N) and um... Prince."