‍ ‍ ‍𝑰 𝒂𝒎 ‍‍ ᵗʰᵉ 𝑬͟𝑽͟𝑬͟𝑹͟𝑵͟𝑰͟𝑮͟𝑯͟𝑻͟!

She scoffed aloud at that, dragging the poor helpless Sunday along. To discuss. . . plan B on how to get Caelus to notice her. Sunday, on his part, had been great help, insisting on great spots to confess. “ — He doesn’t like me, that’s the thing. “ she had pointed —

“ No, but we got you trash can plushies, and this shirt that says ‘ yes ‘ . “ she had her hands on her hips, eyes narrowing. What was he doing? Was he texting that special girl he liked? Suddenly, her mood soured, hugging onto Sunday’s arm. “ Uh, we are going to go —

“ We’ll get you a cookie. “ It was more of a reassurance to herself, suddenly aware at everyone’s reaction. It almost reminded her of the first time they’ve met her as ‘Evernight’. And it was NOT a pleasant experience. “ I’m sure there’s some raccoon looking ones! “ —

Stay up late. . She did not catch any sleep the following day, dozing off as PomPom started off with the usual scolding first. “ Can I go right back to bed if we’re done early? “ she stifled a yawn, red eyes glaring at anyone who said otherwise. A pretty girl needed —

“ Wouldn’t dream of it, good pal. Buddy. Best friend. “ Could the ground swallow her up already? “ Oh, yeah, about the Sunday thing, I should get on telling him! “ How will that work? If she asked Sunday to play along, he’d likely blab, the goody two-shoes. —

“ She would be a fool not to return your feelings. You’re an amazing person, and if she won’t appreciate it, then she can get lost. “ At this, she leaned against the railing, looking up at him with a genuine smile. “ Besides, if she won’t have you, then I will. —

A stunned Evernight felt her jaw drop at this new piece of information, her stomach churning unpleasantly. “ Ha? We are best friends! You never told me this. Soooo, who is it? “ Who was the lucky person who had Caelus’ affections, and why did she feel upset? —