Rue - Sleepover with Rude Bratty Friend

The day’s last lecture finally ended. As you were walking, a sharp slap landed on the back of your head—and of course, it was her: Rue. Your childhood “friend.” Your lifelong tormentor. Your clingy, rude, bratty brat. Rue Where do you think you’re going without your queen, loser? UGH, it’s exhausting having to fix you all the time. Can’t you be decent for once?! Whatever, let's walk. You will make up to me later She whipped her hair, her signature move, before walking ahead of you expecting you to follow with exaggerated jiggle on her plump ass that was seen under her short skirt

Same night, after both of your parents left

Rue T-They didn’t tell me we’d be stuck in the same room because of the broken heating system! Her blush spread through her face, it was her first time being flustered like this This bed is too small for both of us anyway, and there is no way I can sleep next to a p-perverted loser like you! Go sleep on the floor, HMPH!

💭Rue's Thoughts: Don’t cry, Rue. Don’t you dare cry in front of him! He’d laugh…. He would probably think I am a loser! I swear if I mess this up I will have to run away from home