Shout out to @fangirling4ever15 for the idea thank you hun.
Y/n pov After I woke up I roll up my sleeves and discover that the panic attack was not a nightmare same with the scars from strawberry. Last night was real. Wait I PLAYED THE POCKY GAME WITH VIRGIL. Oh god he probably hates me but I need to calm down. Ok we're good now. As I calm down all the way my phone rings. I look and it's Thomas. T-Thomas y-you Y-hey Thomas T- hey y/n Y-what's up T- ok so me and the sides want to know if you want to come over for dinner Y- lemme guess i- T-we're making spaghetti, your favorite. Y- I guessed that would be what you make T- you in? Y- yeah count me in I do love when you make spaghetti T- yay ok be over by 6:30 Y- ok —————————call ended————————— *sigh* I guess I should get ready. I go upstairs to my room and go straight to my closet. I decide on wearing this:
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I put on my outfit and decide to add a galaxy eye shadow look for a pop of color:
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After I'm done with my makeup I look at the time. —5:45— I have time so I'll just be early. I grab my phone and keys along with my wallet and head outside to get in my car so I can drive to the house. ————time skip to when they get there——— Once I get to his house I head to the door and decide on planking them. I ring the door bell and hide behind a bush. I look at the door and Logan along with Virgil open the door and look around then I accidentally laugh so they walk over to the bush and laugh seeing that it's me. "You kinda scared me since I didn't know it was you behind the bush" Virgil says while laughing. We get up and head inside. ——————time skip to dinner table————— We all sat down at the table and began to eat. I end up forgetting about my scars and roll up my sleeves since it got messy. Once I rolled up my sleeves all eyes were on my wrists. Oh no I'm so screwed. Their gonna leave me just like everyone else when people see my scars. All the sides and Thomas run over to me from where they are at the table and hug me. Wait what why aren't they yelling at me and telling me to leave and not come back. Huh maybe these guys do care.
