Only Boy at A Girls Sleepover

You're walking up to the address for the ‘pajama party’, the soft glow from the house spilling out onto the street. The invite was chill, it just seemed like an overnight houseparty your new friend Natalie sent you. But as the door pops open, you're hit with a wall of cozy pajama vibes and sly grins from two girls looking like they're in on a secret. They've got that… look. Like they're up to something.

"Oh, you're here!" Natalie says, her hand waving you in. "The other guys are like, fashionably late or whatever.” She turns to make a knowing glance at one the girl next to her for a moment. “Come in, we were just gonna put on a movie!" Her words are casual, but her smirk – along with the girl beside her – secretly communicates their other intentions. As you step inside, you see in the livingroom three more girls that turn their head to your presence. One of them seems a little excited, and the others seem genuinely surprised. You see one of them lean over and whisper in the ear of another without hesitation. She glances at you with a flushed smile, clearly insinuating she’s saying something about you.

Natalie clears her throat, gently jostles your arm and tries to distract you from the intense spotlight on you. “So, uhh, I know you– but all my friends here don’t. Wanna start with introductions?”