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You knew the by the footsteps running up behind you that Orihime and Tatsuki had something planned. That was your cue to start running.

“________! Wait up!”

“Get back here you little wimp!” You always loved how the two girls were complete opposites. “You said you were coming to the party tonight!” Shit! You did promise Orihime you would go, didn’t you… You slowed your pace down to a jog remembering the rash decision you made two days ago…
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“Oi! ________! You paying attention to us or are you daydreaming about your crush again?” You snapped out of you daze of thinking about HIM to look at Orihime, Tatsuki and Rukia who had clumped your desks together and were talking about the huge party they were planning for the upcoming weekend. They had even convinced Aizen to have the Espada come which automatically made the soul reapers want to come. Hell, half of Seireitei was coming.

“So? Are you coming or what?” Rukia asked as soon as you turned your head. You thought of a thousand reasons not to go.

“No, sorry. I have to study. My grades are dropping like a rock.” Orihime frowned.

“That’s too bad. I actually convinced you know who to show up.” Your eyes lit up like the fourth of July and all three of them laughed.

“Wait, he is going to go?”

“Of course. Why would we lie to you about that?” You glared at Tatsuki as she spoke.

“How about last February?”

“I don’t recall anything happening then.”

“It had to do with me being locked in a room with a certain shadow of mine.” You pointed to the middle schooler who had been following you around since the first day of school who also ‘happened’ to be passing by the door.

“Oh… right.” She rubbed the back of her neck. “Sorry. You never did tell us what happened in there.”

“Nothing.”

“So, will you come?” Orihime pitched in.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Yay!” She hugged you, nearly suffocating you with her huge breasts.
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You sighed knowing there was no way you could back out now.

“Fine, but don’t expect me to dress up any more than I already am." You were wearing your favorite (f/c) shirt and a pair of ripped skinney jeans. Your (h/l) (h/c) was thrown up into a messy ponytail and you only had eyeliner on.

“Not even-“

“Nope.”

“But what about-“

“Nope.”

“Forget it Orihime. Let her come how she wants. As long as she comes.”
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(At the party)
Orihime’s house was filled with drunks and sobers. Mainly drunks. You were still working on your (f/a/d) that you had gotten two hours ago. You looked around and couldn’t seem to find him anywhere. You sighed and were getting ready to leave when you heard Tatsuki’s voice fill the room.
“All right everyone! Shut your mouths because we’re about to play seven minutes in heaven. For those of you who don’t know what that is, a girl will walk up, pick an item out of luggage bag once you guys put something that symbolizes you in it, then you both get locked in the closet for seven minutes. But that’s not all! We’ve decided that you either have to stay in the closet for seven minutes, or get locked in the bedroom for thirty. That’s right! Everyone has a chance to leave her after getting lucky!” Guys rushed up and put different items in the luggage bag. Luckily, there was an even number of guys and girls, so no one had to go twice. “And the first contestant will be ________!” Shit. You slowly made your way up and reached in the bag. Please be him….