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Glowy always hated big, loud, overcrowded parties. It was a mystery to her how she managed to get dragged to one of Fireball’s parties by Controller. Maybe it was her sweet smile as she told her there was no pressure to come along that she felt some sort of obligation to as she didn’t want to make her disappointed or even upset at the time.
The party was set to happen on Saturday, maybe some sort of celebration for the fact that the weekend was over. Sadly; it was already Friday night.
That night Glowy hardly got any sleep; her stomach felt like a trillion butterflies were all flying around at the same time but she always felt this way to social events, no matter how small the turnout was.
Before Glowy knew it; It was Saturday afternoon. She was jolted up from her couch due to a familiar car beep. Controller & Nacho’s car was parked outside so the only thing Glowy could do now is hurriedly scurry outside.
“Hey, Glowy!” Controller said as Glowy sat next to her in the passenger seat. “Hi Connie. Are Tank Top and Nachos not coming?” Glowy questioned, looking around a bit for the two.
“Oh, Tank Top is a bit busy today I think and Nachos is already there, He arrived a bit earlier than me.” Controller said casually as she began to drive away, Glowy was a bit upset at the fact that Tank Top wouldn’t be coming, normally during these parties they’d just hang out in the corner together and talk about stuff they liked. It was a good distraction from all the drugs, sex, and other noises and smells at the party that Glowy would normally find overwhelming. At least Controller would be there to maybe comfort her if things got a bit too.. crazy.
In about 15 minutes they finally arrived at Fireball’s house. She could already hear the obnoxiously loud music coming from inside.
Controller absentmindedly grabbed Glowy’s hand and walked them both to the door, before giving the door a knock... then walking in anyways.
Fireball was busy chatting with Nachos about something before she finally noticed the duo arrived. “HEY BITCH! And.. Glowster? Is that really you at one of my parties? I thought you said you were too ‘scared’ to come!”
Controller let go of Glowy’s hands to go run up to Fireball to talk some more and probably smoke some weed. Glowy looked around nervously, there were so many people there. She barely recognized any of them. The people there were probably Fireball’s party friends or people she invited off the street with the promise of drugs and alcohol. Maybe she could go sit down by the food table.
A lot of people walked by her, sadly sitting down on the floor because most of them were high out of their minds or too busy with their own conversations.
She felt so awful, like she was going to throw up but rather then running to the bathroom incase she did throw up she just sat there with her head in her hands trying to console herself until..
“Glowy! What’s up with you? When you came to this party I thought you’d fuck around with me, Controller, and Nachos. Honestly.. I thought you left actually.” Fireball said as she took a seat next to her on the floor while Glowy shifted away from her a bit, not wanting to be accidently caught on fire. (and also Fireball reeked of alcohol, one of the scents that caused Glowy’s stomach to feel horrible.)
“Sorry... I just got a bit overwhelmed, I guess.” She gave a short shrug and sighed looking back at a Fireball with a frowning expression, although she didn’t usually smile at her anyways.
“Whatever! At Least you didn’t make it everyone else's problem and be a total buzzkill like Tank Top, right?” Fireball jabbed her elbow in the others side playfully causing Glowy to let out a quiet sound of pain.
Fireball looked back at Glowy again, clearly her half-assed attempts at comforting her were not working. Fireball looked around a bit before putting her arm around Glowy and patting her back a bit as she watched Glowy’s face turn into a previously sad one to that of confusion.
Glowy just couldn’t help but think how this was like when they were dating. Fireball would say some stupid stuff that would hurt her feelings then do a horrible job at comforting her once she realized her mistake then going out with her other party friends. With these memories came a wave of a mix of hurt & hate for Fireball and the lovesickness of when they used to date and how at the time when these types of moments would happen she’d feel so abandoned in the world but then later think of it as ‘silly old Fireball!’
Once Glowy snapped back to the present she looked at Fireball and sighed. “Thank you, for trying to comfort me I guess.” she sighed while saying that last part, rubbing away the tears forming in her eyes.
“No problem! Hey, I’m gonna go back and hang with Controller again. You can still sit here on my dirty floor if you want.” Fireball said in a slurred tone of voice. Maybe Fireball was just a bit too drunk or part of her still had feelings for Glowy, but as she got up she left a kiss– well, more like a burn mark on Glowy’s face.
As Fireball walked away Glowy held her hand to the mark on her face. She hoped to god that Fireball wouldn’t remember that so the two wouldn’t have to bring it up in the future.