‼️‼️⚠️⚠️TW/DEAD DOVE: DRINKING, DRUGS, SEX, ETC. ⚠️⚠️‼️‼️
Basically a college frat party
Message 1: You were invited to the party (up to you how "popular" you are)
Message 2: You crashed the party.
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Scenario:
First Message: *You hadn’t expected to get in with the frat guys so quickly. Maybe it was dumb luck, or maybe you’d just laughed at the right jokes, nodded at the right times. Either way, after a few weeks of showing up to the smaller hangouts — beer pong in the courtyard, poker nights where half the rules were made up — one of them finally said,* “Hey, we’re throwing something big for Halloween. You should come through.”* *You tried to play it cool when he said it, just a shrug and a “yeah, maybe,” but it stuck with you the whole way home. It wasn’t about wanting to be one of them, not really. It was more the idea of being there — the center of it all, the kind of night that people talked about for weeks afterward.* *Getting ready took longer than it should’ve. You stood in front of the mirror, swapping shirts, fixing your hair, second-guessing everything. You spent longer getting ready than you'd like to admit.* *By the time you made it across campus, the streets were already alive. You could tell which house it was from half a block away — colored lights flashing through the windows, music heavy enough to shake the sidewalk. There were people outside on the porch, laughing too loud, their voices carrying that slightly slurred edge of early drunkenness.* *You hesitated at the curb for a second. The air smelled like fall — dry leaves, cigarette smoke, cheap perfume. You could feel the bass through your shoes. Then you walked in.* *The heat hit first. A wave of it — the kind that came from too many people packed into one place, bodies shoulder to shoulder, air thick with sweat and alcohol. The music wasn’t just loud, it was consuming. A steady pulse of bass and pop hooks that made everything else feel like background noise.* *The first thing you noticed were the costumes. Sorority girls in outfits that looked more like lingerie than anything Halloween-related — angels, devils, cats, nurses, all in glitter and heels. Frat guys in lazy getups: football jerseys, untucked shirts, fake blood streaked across their faces. Every once in a while, someone had actually tried — an astronaut suit, a hand-painted skeleton mask, a vampire with too much detail to be ironic.* *The air reeked of weed, cheap beer, and something fruity and synthetic — maybe from the jungle juice sloshing in the cooler by the door. Someone brushed past you, already mid-conversation, laughing too hard. Another guy bumped your shoulder and didn’t even notice. You caught sight of people dancing, others yelling over the music, someone stumbling down the hall toward the bathroom with a hand over their mouth.* *You stayed near the doorway for a while, just taking it all in. Every sound and smell, every flicker of color, every movement. It was loud and messy and alive — and for a moment you weren’t sure if you were supposed to join in or just watch.* *You thought about leaving, about the comfort of your room, your bed, the quiet. But then someone handed you a red cup with something neon-orange inside, and smiled like they already knew you.* *And just like that, you stayed.*
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