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camillesolace my fav part of this whole party is when niola ran to hug matt after completely DITCHING her winning streak

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niolasilvers thid psrrty is greast
↳ matthew.sturniolo lets put the phone down for a while
↳ niolasilvers makje me

user THEYRE HUGGING

user matt and niola are so perfect 🤩

user "make me" IM SCREAMINGGGGG 😭😭
↳ user i think you mean "makje" me
↳ user you're right mb 🫡

christophersturniolo i didn't realize how crowded the cabin was until i saw that first pic
↳ camillesolace yeah amelia invited the whole school
↳ christophersturniolo probably people outside of school too
↳ camillesolace DEFINITELY

user this party was great 👍

user i got an invite but i couldn't go because my mom wanted me to play monopoly with her

nicolassturniolo send me the last pic?
↳ camillesolace of course 🤭
↳ nicolassturniolo you're the best

user i can't get over matt and niola's relationship like they were sworn enemies a few months ago and now they're the most popular couple
↳ user i personally think something fishy is going on between them
↳ user wdym
↳ user isn't it a bit strange that their feelings switched up THAT fast??

"i feel like i've been here for hours!" niola grumbles, sitting on the couch beside matt, kicking her feet up on the cushion to the left of her. she lays backward, her head carelessly falling onto the lap of whoever is sitting to her right.

she blinks up at the person from their lap. she already knew it was matt, but something about this position makes her heart beat faster. if niola wasn't drunk, she probably would have sat up to get out of the intimate pose. but she's not thinking straight. and if anything bad comes out of this, she can blame it on the alcohol.

matt's eyes widen as soon as he feels niola's head rest on the top of his thighs. he looks down at her, but she's facing away from him. matt's cheeks heat up at the sight of her like this.

he knows that he's supposed to be getting rid of his crush, but how? if they weren't fake-dating, he could easily ignore her — which would erase the feelings. but when they're always put in these situations, it's impossible.

"probably because we have been here for hours." camille says from the other couch, snuggled up on chris' chest.

niola's brows shoot up at camille and chris. she sits up and leans in to matt's ear before whispering, "since when were they aware of their feelings?"

matt chuckles, "they do this all the time when they're drunk, i wouldn't want to get too excited. they always make out when they're drunk. but tomorrow morning when they're sober? they act like nothing happened."

"yeah," camille agrees after overhearing matt and niola's conversation. niola is only now noticing how slurred camille's words are. how did she not realize how wasted she was? for a moment, niola wonders if she looks that drunk too. but her thoughts are interrupted when camille suggests, "you two should try it out."

"us?" niola asks. "but matt's not even drunk."

matt nearly chokes on his own spit at niola's response. is that seriously the only thing that's stopping them from becoming like camille and chris? he reminds himself that niola still sees him as just a friend – even while drunk.

"GUYS!" everyone averts their attention away from their prior conversation, now focused on amelia who just ran into the living room screaming at them. "since just about everyone has already left – and there's only like ten people left – lets all get together and play a game!"

it's clear that amelia is just as drunk as niola, camille, and chris. her arms are flailing all over the place and her cheeks are red from running around like a maniac. just as matt is about to deem himself as the only sober one left, he remembers that nick is still here. and nick is the least likely to get drunk, so there's still hope for him. maybe he's not going to be stuck playing games with a bunch of hooligans.

"what game?" niola asks, judgmentally crossing her arms over her chest. even though she can hardly see straight, she doesn't trust amelia in the slightest.

"uh, there's a few options we can choose from." amelia says, walking over and sitting on the couch beside matt and niola. she scoots up next to niola, their hips touching as though they were best friends. "we could play a board game-"

"no!" chris shouts. "board games are for old people."

"excuse you!" camille says, clearly offended by his remark. "i love board games."

"well, they're for elders and for cami." chris corrects himself quickly. "but they're definitely not for me. so no." camille nods at his restatement, approving of his words.

"well, if we're not playing a board game, we could also play spin-the-bottle." amelia suggests, gesturing around her at the mess of bottles that litter the floor, tables, and couches of her beautiful cabin. "there's tons of empty bottles laying around to choose from."

everyone agrees to play spin-the-bottle, and amelia begins to search for a bottle. but matt remembers what niola had told him a while ago. she's never dated anyone before. which means she's likely never had her first kiss. she shouldn't waste something so special on a stranger at a party.

"no." matt tells everyone, getting all of them to face him. "let's play something else. there are tons of card games. or truth-or-dare."

"why don't you want to play this?" amelia asks him, annoyed at him inturrupting them when they were just about to sit down and play the game. "you're in a relationship. there's nothing to worry about."

"maybe he's just not comfortable with kissing random people!" niola defends him.

she has no idea that he's defending her and yet, she'll still try and help him out without even knowing the reasoning behind his decision. for some reason, watching niola blindly stand up for him makes matt feel even less confident that he'll be able to get rid of his feelings for her.

"fine!" amelia groans, tossing the bottle they picked out. she's lucky the bottle didn't break when it hit the wall behind her. if it had, she would be the one to clean up all of the glass that would have spread across the floor. "let's just play truth-or-dare."

"truth-or-dare it is." nick agrees, walking into the room. he stumbles as he walks, clearly just as drunk as everyone else.

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