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~Pinterests pov~

“You know, if you watch Cinderella backwards it's about a woman who learns her place” a tall fluffy haired, sleep deprived male. Wearing an oversized midnight purple hoodie with black ripped jeans.

What?

“What did you just say?” Pinterest asked, darting her eyes at her supposedly ‘flawless’ boyfriend.

“I mean if you really think about it-”

“Are you kidding?” The confused young girl asked practically pleading for it to be a joke. There's no way he’s actually being serious about this right? She thought to herself while trying to ignore the uneasy feeling in her stomach that was slowly beginning to swell.

“Oh my god it’s a fucking joke. Can’t you take a fucking joke for once?” The short charcoal back messy haired boy spoke in a bitter tone. Emphasising a little too much on the second sentence; it was like he was speaking to a toddler. It was patronising.

“Discord, don't you dare” Pinterest was now holding back the flood of tears just waiting to overflow at any given moment. No way, no fucking way is my boyfriend of almost two years is misogynistic. Im going to kill myself what? The girl pondered rethinking her whole relationship. Tucking her hands into the sleeves of her red and white striped cardigan.

“Bro not this again, you fucking started it” he replied this time his tone was gradually getting more and more aggressive with each word that came out of his mouth.

Bro? Who am I? One of his friends? ‘You fucking started it’? We are not 6.

“Oh I started it? You started it with your fucking misogynistic comment” is what she wanted to say with every bone in her body. Yet she knew better.

“I’m sorry” the black haired girl quietly replied as she shoved her sleeve, which covered her hands like a glove, to muffle her sobbing.
If Pinterest was being completely honest with herself, an off hand comment like this wouldn't usually set her off. She wouldn’t even take notice of it. Yet this wasn't an off hand comment.
Over the last few months Discord was acting weird. Ever since the argument he started to act ‘strange’. From the misogynistic comments that felt like they came out of nowhere, Acting like she was a stranger whenever in public, lack of eye contact, belittling her, phone guarding, cancelling at the last minute to- she didn't know why he cancelled at the last minute. She found it bizarre but never wanted to pri assuming it was a really personal reason.

Though what was too personal to tell your girlfriend of 2 years?

“What are you wearing?” Discord said as if the heated discussion they both were in didn't just happen.

“what?” Pinterest was beyond confused. Did he just seriously forget the argument?

“Next Tuesday, Your friend Whatsapp invited us to her birthday party”

“I didn’t think we were going?”

“why?”

why? did he just fucking ask why? Did he forget? probably.

“it is our two year anniversary”

“Look, I get I've been acting strange the past few months and really haven’t been myself lately-“ Discord replied, seeming to be in deep thought. Somehow this one single sentence Validated all Pinterests thoughts. He admitted it. He was acting bizarre. it wasn’t all in her head. She wasn’t crazy.

“So what are you saying?”

“It’s just an idea, hear me out, we can go to the biggest party of the summer and celebrate our anniversary before” he proposed. “Look, I know you really want to go to the party-” Discord continued before being cut off.

“I’d rather spend our anniversary together,” the girl snapped. obviously.

“Yeah, but we need to spend Whatsapps birthday with her so we have to go to her party.”

EXCUSE ME???? WHAT?? THE FUCK-

“Besides Reddit is gonna be there”

Pinterest looked at discord with utter disbelief. Did he just- he would rather be with his best mate than me???

“Okay but you better not abandon me while we are there” , Pinterest said, attempting to push back her anger to prevent another argument. Yet the bitterness in her voice was still present.

Grammarly

“You know, if you watch Cinderella backward it's about a woman who learns her place”

What?

“What did you just say?” Pinterest asked, darting her eyes at her supposedly ‘flawless’ boyfriend.

“I mean if you really think about it-”

“Are you kidding?” The confused young girl asked practically pleading for it to be a joke. There's no way he’s actually being serious about this right? She thought to herself while trying to ignore the uneasy feeling in her stomach that was slowly beginning to swell.

“Oh my god, it’s a fucking joke. Can’t you take a fucking joke for once?” The short charcoal back messy-haired boy spoke in a bitter tone. Emphasising a little too much on the second sentence; it was like he was speaking to a toddler. It was patronising.
“Discord, don't you dare” Pinterest was now holding back the flood of tears just waiting to overflow at any given moment. No way, no fucking way is my boyfriend of almost two years misogynistic. The girl pondered rethinking her whole relationship. Tucking her hands into the sleeves of her red and white striped cardigan.

“Bro, not this again, you fucking started it” he replied this time his tone gradually getting more and more aggressive with each word that came out of his mouth.

Bro? Who am I? One of his friends? ‘You fucking started it’? We are not 6.

“Oh, I started it? You started it with your fucking misogynistic comment” is what she wanted to say with every bone in her body. Yet she knew better.

“I’m sorry” the black-haired girl quietly replied as she shoved her sleeve, which covered her hands like a glove, to muffle her sobs.

If Pinterest was being completely honest with herself, an off-hand comment like this wouldn't usually set her off. She wouldn’t even take notice of it. But this wasn't an off-hand comment.

Over the last few months, Discord was acting weird. Ever since the argument he started to act ‘strange’. From the misogynistic comments that felt like they came out of nowhere, Acting like she was a stranger whenever in public, lack of eye contact, belittling her, phone guarding, cancelling at the last minute to- she didn't know why he cancelled at the last minute. She found it bizarre but never wanted to pry assuming it was a really personal reason. Though what was too personal to tell your girlfriend of 2 years?

“What are you wearing?” Discord said ignoring the heated discussion they had both been in just a few minutes ago.
“What?”

“Next Tuesday, Your friend Whatsapp invited us to her birthday party”

“I didn’t think we were going?”

“why?”

why? did he just fucking ask why? Did he forget? probably.

“it is our two-year anniversary”

“Look, I get I've been acting strange the past few months and really haven’t been myself lately-“ Discord replied, seeming to be in deep thought. Somehow this one single sentence Validated all Pinterest thoughts. He admitted it. He was acting bizarre. it wasn’t all in her head. She wasn’t crazy.

“So what are you saying?”

“It’s just an idea, hear me out, we can go to the biggest party of the summer and celebrate our anniversary before” the petite boy proposed. “Look, I know you really want to go to the party-” Discord continued before being cut off.

“I’d rather spend our anniversary together,” Pinterest objected.
“Yeah, but we need to spend Whatsapps birthday with her so we have to go to her party.”

“Fine”

~Pinterests pov~

A week has passed since Discord originally suggested the idea of even attending Whatsapps party. Pinterest was sceptical at first since Discord would always complain about how annoying she was and how she'd never shut up talking. Did he have ulterior motives for attending her party? It is going to be a huge social gathering and Discord was known for being introverted?? It's not like I'm THAT close with Whatsapp anyways. We just talk every so often and it's usually Whatsapp doing all the talki-

BUZZ
BUZZ
BUZZ
PING
PING
PING
PING

Pinterest sighed while reaching for her phone to see what all the fuss was about.

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Reddit
Reddit
> Are you still going to WhatsApp’s Party??

Discord
> Yh obvi
Reddit
> Isn’t it like your anniversary or some shit

Discord
> So? That’s just something
girls made up to get gifts
Reddit
> I don’t think that’s true

Discord
> It’s still dumb af
Reddit
> It’s not if you genuinely like the person

Discord
> Fym? I do like her
Reddit
> Why do I find that hard
Discord
> For the last fucking time I’m not gay
Reddit
> Bro that’s not what you said when we made out
Discord
> That doesn’t count
I was drunk
Reddit
>  Anyways Yk Candy Cat from Peppa Pig?
Discord
> Yeah………?
Reddit
> Well earlier I was Babysitting Wikipedia [7F] right, and apparently, Candy Cat [F] is actually the daughter of Rebecca Rabbit [6F] and Daddy Pig [30M] Right? But Mummy Pig [30F] Doesn’t know. (Apparently, it was confirmed in “Candy Stalker”) Also, she is secretly a 40-year-old man who is stuck in the body of a 7-year-old girl. How do I know? Wikipedia told me.

Discord
> Babe that’s not true

> Also why are you Babysitting
The head teacher's daughter?
Reddit
> [Deleted Message]
> Dw about it, I’ll tell your I later
> I’ll see you at the party <3
Third Person POV

Pinterest POV
Monday, the day before WhatsApp’s Birthday Party. Pinterest was sitting on a wooden bench that had become sodden. Trying to ignore how the damp timber was ruining her clothes, She looked up and admired the breathtaking scenery. Drowning out all of her pessimistic thoughts surrounding her closed-off boyfriend. Reaching into her pocket for her phone; taking a glance at the majestic park before her.
And takes a photo of the majestic park before her.
Everything from the way the sunlight would normally reflect onto the crystalline water that was gracefully flowing from the concrete fountain which somehow looked smooth despite the small cracks in the concrete; to the way the carmine roses flourished, spreading out across the spiky chartreuse grass was truly captivating. Despite the dark, murky, impenetrable fog which clouded the sky. Blocking any natural sunlight. The gracious -scenery- yet musky atmosphere had calmed Pinterest from any anxious thoughts surrounding her troublesome boyfriend.
“And snap…” Pinterest mumbled to herself taking a photo of the aesthetically pleasing scenery. While looking down at the photo she had just taken admiring the environment, about to post it until-
DING
It was a notification from her best friend, Instagram. The message didn’t say anything it was just a link to a website unfamiliar to Pinterest.
Click
Pinterest clicked on the website. It was some type of photography website? The dark-haired girl skimmed the website. Which read:
‘Photography Competition: Deadline the  ##/##/####
Theme is: Lov-’
LOVE? Wait what? How can you- HUH? THE FUCK? WHAT KIND’VE THEME IS THAT??
Pinterest was beyond confused.
Love is a strong feeling. How can that be photographed? It’s invisible, a feeling… how would someone….?
All these thoughts quickly consumed her mind. At least she wasn’t worrying about her boyfriend anymore.
She continued to read the article this time paying more attention.
‘Prizes.
The prizes for this competition include:
•A £200 and a [….] for first place
•A £50 Voucher at [….] for second place
•A £30 Voucher at […]’ for third place
Rolling her eyes at the prizes from the competition. She didn’t really care about the prizes, to be honest, the only thing she really cared about was winning. The prize was just a bonus to her. That’s if she actually participated and won.

‘The theme of this year’s competition is regarding love.
Although love is a bond that often involves understanding each other's core values, beliefs, and life goals. And creates a sense of companionship. Love can also mean many other things.
Blah blah blah Authors note: make this less cheesy and make some sort of sense later.
This year Participants Must photograph an object or person that holds sentimental value or for which they have an intense feeling of deep affection.

Instagram
> Are you going to take part? I am!!

Pinterest POV
Nothings
“What took you so fucking long?” Pinterest  asked her voice
“What took you so fucking long?” Discord mimicked not taking his girlfriend seriously at all. His voice went stale noticing her sharp glare. The boy sighed when he realized Pinterest's glare, a stare that, in his opinion could kill. “Look, I’m sorry but something came up” Discord began to reason with her, but he knew once she was upset it would take a lot more than a few words- hell even climbing Mount Everest wouldn’t raise her mood.
“You couldn’t have called or messaged? Or fucking anything..” The girl choked
though her voice soon faded out. Discord’s eyes wandered around the park as if looking for an answer to satisfy his girlfriend in the orchids which scattered across the park. Eventually, he decided to crouch down to her level putting his hands on her shoulders.
“Look at me”
“No” the girl protested.
“Look at me, you bitch”
“What did you just call me-“ Pinterest immediately snapped her gaze to his eyes.
Time stopped then, looking into his __ eyes reminded of her why she even liked him to begin with.
Flashback
Discord and Pinterest were friends long before they even started dating. It wasn’t a type of crush where you see them and then immediately fall in love like the ones she’d see in fairytales, no. Honestly at first, for the longest time, she felt nothing but friendship towards him. That was at least until…
“Ouch,” A younger version of Discord screeched. Pinterest giggled crouching next to him. “It scratched me” the boy protested shaking his hand as if the pain was an annoying little pest that would eventually fall off.
“It’s a stray kitten, of course, she’s going to scratch you”
“She?”
“I’m assuming,” the girl stated slowly reaching out and stroking the ragamuffin. “Aww I just want to kidnap her and take her home with me” Pinterest gushed as the kitten leaned its forehead against the palm of her hand.
“Wouldn’t that make it, catnapping? Or…. kittenapping” he smiled, seemingly proud of his stupid dad joke. Pinterest just gave him a blank stare.
“No”
“Hey, it’s funny..” The boy's voice trailed off noticing a small cut on her hand. “Did he scratch you too?”
“He?”
“I’m assuming” Discord chuckled repeating her phrase from a few seconds earlier. His eyes quickly trailed to her index finger. Discord took hold of her hand before she could protest against it.
Spark
“What are you doing?” Pinterest muttered.
Not bothering to answer his friend, Discord reaches into his backpack and pulls out a plaster putting it over her faint cut. Her gaze never left his.
“There.” He quickly stood up letting go of her hand. Pinterest stayed like that, crouching not moving a muscle. “Pinterest?” The girl soon snapped out of whatever daze she was trapped in.
“Hm?”
“Let’s go”
“Oh, yeah” She stood up brushing non-existent dirt off of her skirt.
That stupid cat.
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“There, now listen. Some family issues came up and I was unable to contact you.
I’m sorry” he broke eye contact as he shamelessly lied to her. Pinterest stayed still refusing to break her silence. “Okay, I know we don’t have time to go to the fair as planned, but we can get some ice cream” She nodded. Intertwining her fingers with his as they left the park and walked to the nearest ice cream parlor.
An hour or so later
Despite that sinking feeling that hung in her stomach, their little make-up date did in fact go well. As well as it could’ve when one of them was acting shady. (AN: can the real slim shady please stand up? ~sorry~) The sinking feeling did start to fade away at one point and Pinterest began to wonder if she was overthinking everything.
The couple was sitting at a table near the window, laughing at some stupid joke Discord had said a few seconds prior.
Ding
His phone went off. He glanced over to the screen, and his smile quickly faded as he turned his phone face down onto the table. That’s when it came back. The same sinking feeling she always seemed to feel recently. “Who was that?” Pinterest questioned.
“Oh, uh it’s just- it’s just nothing” Discord nervously muttered. Pinterest wasn’t stupid. She knew it was more than ‘nothing’ nevertheless she just shook it off not wanting to ruin the date further.
Ding
Ding
Ding
Ding
This time it was a Pinterest phone. Confused she opened it and realised she had been added to a group chat.
“Who’s that?” Discord asked with one of his eyebrows raised.
“Oh I’ve been added to a group chat”
“The one for the party?”
“Yeah, that one”
WA’S COOL PARTY!!!!
-Pinterest was added-
INSTAGRAM
OMG FINALLY
SNAPCHAT
LITERALLY LIKE- WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO ADD HER???
BEREAL
no bc isn’t the party like in a few hours?
TWITTER
Wait- omg Pinterest coming??
PINTEREST
yeah I am
SPOTIFY
No offense but who’s Pinterest-
PINTEREST
Ngl, it’s hard not to be offended by that

TWITCH
Discords girlfriend
SPOTIFY
@Discord since when the fuck did you have a girlfriend???
DISCORD
The last two years-
SPOTIFY
You’ve never brought her up???
TWITCH
Or maybe you’ve been too obsessed with yourself and your fan girls
TIKTOK
Damn that was cold
SPOTIFY
excuse you
TWITTER
In all fairness, @Discord you never bring her up for the longest time I thought you and @Reddit were dating.
DISCORD
Ew I’m not gay
REDDIT
…
Pinterest looked up from her phone; this time it was her time to raise one of her eyebrows. “You never bring me up?”
“Of course I do. They’re just self-absorbed”
“Okay…”