EVENT+ Love Quest: Story

[Bellamy]

Well, at this point I know my ending won't be good nor bad

 

[kyom ✦ kyom ✦ pom]

Go to your house?

Alex, bubba, you might be feeding Vamp's fantasies

 

[fromisEJel]

Going to the park should be worth +10 points!

Look we can admire nature there, do some exercise!

Going to the house is so yesterday, you can get false accused for stuffs and I don't trust Eden that much!

 

[Stannie]

Users who reach at least 30 love points will receive participation awards.

At this rate, has anyone even reached 30 points

 

[hatmixx]

Sana and i had a nice time in the park! +10!

 

[Chiharu]

PART 6 OPTIONS

After about an hour of playing various games from house to dress up to superheroes with your younger siblings, your mom pokes her head in the room and ushers them out, telling them to leave the two of you alone and come help her prepare dinner.

Once they’re gone, you collapse onto the floor, exhausted. You’d just wanted to hangout with Eden, yet somehow you ended up getting an unwanted workout.

Eden kneels down next to you on the floor, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her hair and straightening out her clothes, a smile on her lips. “Your little siblings are cute...and very energetic.”

Energetic? Too true. Cute? Well, you could grudgingly admit that. Though, they were cuter when they were asleep and silent. Eden giggles when you tell her as much, and you feel a smile of your own forming.

Well, you suppose your siblings’ interruption wasn’t so bad. After all, this was the most relaxed and happy you had ever seen Eden. You wouldn’t have pictured her as someone good with kids, but then, the more you learned about her, the more you were realizing just how much you had been judging her based on her appearance and wealth. Maybe you were no better than the other kids at school who had deemed her an ice queen.

Rolling onto your stomach, you prop yourself on your elbows and say

1. I'm sorry
2. We should do this again sometime
3. It’s nice to see this side of you
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After about thirty minutes of working in silence, both you and Alex finish with your drawings. Setting his tools down, he lifts his drawing up and shoves it in your face without a word, looking anywhere but at you.

“Wow, that’s amazing!” And it was. Clearly he had been selling himself short with his claim of only drawing “sometimes.” It was obvious from the sketch that he was experienced, having captured your image perfectly. Honestly, great at both the piano and drawing…life just wasn’t fair.

Pulling the paper back, he shrugs and says, “It’s fine,” but his attempt at nonchalance is thwarted by the flush of his cheeks.

Well, if that was his definition of fine, then you wondered what he’d think of your drawing. Suddenly nervous, you braced yourself before handing your sketch to him. “What do you think?”

He eyes the drawing up and down, a decidedly unimpressed look on his face as he says, “It looks horrible.”

Ouch. Well, even if it was true, he didn’t need to put it so bluntly…Huffing, you snatch the paper from his hands and shove it face down on your desk.
Placing your hands on your hips, you say

1. So, are you more comfortable with me now?
2. I think I liked you more when you were all shy and stuttering
3. Was that whole shy, timid thing just an act?

@Events Squad you have until 12AM EST on the 3rd~​

 

[sm maid]

who the hell just invites themselves to go to someone's house my god

EDIT: Oh it's the MC's house............. I thought she was inviting herself to eden's house like

I have no idea anyway all 3 options sound bad.......

 

[Vampire]

I saw in the love quest shop thing that paint brushes were a gift option and I figured the paint brushes were probably Alex related, so I assumed art museum would be best choice.

Hey, you and me had the same idea!

Go to your house?

Alex, bubba, you might be feeding Vamp's fantasies

You don't want to recreate the first Scream movie or something?

 

[Chomiczewska]

I on the other hand read that line from Eden about coming over sometime and invited her home

 

[OutroTearTheFirst]

Alex is a rude bitch

 

[OutroTearTheFirst]

This little twerp is gonna be rude to me in my own house??? Bitch get a hair cut!!!

 

[RussianRoulette]

Since Alex sassed me my ass wants to reply 2 and sass him back but I have no idea which of the 3 is the good or bad answer

I might just go with 2 anyway who TF are you calling bad at drawing sir?

 

[kyom ✦ kyom ✦ pom]

Alex is a rude bitch

That's what I've been saying

 

[Chomiczewska]

Haru, get your butt here and re-write those choices, I can't tell which one is the -5 one

 

[Chomiczewska]

After overanalysing the choices I've made my decision, this is either a -5 or a 10 pointer

Also, I haven't actually been following Alex's story, has he been such an unlikeable bitch the entire time

 

[boo]

i hope all my drama watching pays off

 

[Ddeona Oneul Bame]

I have just spawned in and Alex is already on my ass

 

[Chiharu]

@Events Squad as a bonus, here's the song I was listening to when I wrote this



PART 6

Eden
Without thinking, you say, "It's nice to see this side of you" -5 points

“Huh?”

“You know, the softer, sweeter side of you.”

At that, she laughs dryly, “Ah, better than the cold side, right?”

Quickly realizing that you might have offended her, scramble to amend the situation. “No, I-I just mean that, uh, well-” Your stammering is interrupted by a call of “Dinner’s ready!” from your mom. Glancing over at the clock on your desk, you realize that two hours had passed without you even noticing.

You both stand up, and as a sort of peace offering, you ask, “Do you wanna stay for dinner…unless your parents are expecting you home?”

Eden hesitates, before shaking her head, “No, that’s okay, I should probably head home.” You’re disappointed, but nod in acceptance.

The two of you walk downstairs and to the front door, Eden waving bye to your siblings on the way out and thanking your mom for the snacks. You stand in the doorway and watch her disappear from view, lingering even after she’s long.
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You blurt out, "We should do this again." +5 points
She blinks at that, seemingly taken aback, then she leans back on her hands, head tilted as she smiles, soft and genuine. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Aah, how beautiful, you can’t help but think as you stare at her, blonde curls spilling over her shoulder and blue eyes twinkling with warmth. She almost seems to glow underneath the rays of sunlight that spill into the room through your curtains.

The spell is broken when you hear a call of “Dinner’s ready!” from your mom. Glancing over at the clock on your desk, you realize that two hours had passed without you even noticing.

You both stand up, and in the spur of the moment, you ask, “Do you wanna stay for dinner…unless your parents are expecting you home?”

Eden hesitates, before shaking her head, “No, it’s fine. My parents are never home during dinner anyway.” Smiling, she says, “I’m quite curious what dinners are like for such a large family.” You didn’t think your family was that large, and you also kind of felt like she was talking about your family as if you were aliens, but the obvious excitement in her voice was contagious, and you found yourself smiling as well.
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"I'm Sorry" The words spill out before you even realize it. +10 points

She blinks, confusion evident on her face, and you can’t really blame her, that did come out of nowhere, after all. Tilting her head, she asks, “For what?”

Feeling a sense of shame in your gut, you admit, “I had this image of you in my head, but you keep proving it wrong.” At that, her mouth forms a small “O” shape. You can’t tell if she’s surprised by the confession itself, or the fact that you’re admitting it, but you continue, “I’m no different than the kids who call you an ice queen.”

“Oh.” Silence, then, “I guess it’s my fault as well.” Bringing her legs up to her chest, she wraps her arms around them and buries her face in her knees, long her falling down to completely shield her from view. “You know…My family only moved here last year for my dad’s job.” You didn’t know that, but that was something the two of you shared in common, then.

“On the first day of school, I gave everyone the cold shoulder and shot down all their attempts at friendship. I don’t know why I did that, I guess I was just nervous and missing my old friends.” Letting out a bitter laugh, she shakes her head. “Needless to say, I didn’t make a good impression, and I haven’t really done anything to change it since.”

You take a moment to process this information. So, the kids didn’t start judging her and labeling her as cold for no reason. Well, you suppose that’s not surprising. There was bound to be a reason for it, you were just so taken by Eden that you didn’t consider it might actually be her fault. “It’s never too late to start.” It sounds horribly cliche even to your own ears, but you don’t know what else to say.

At that, she finally looks at you, brushing her hair out of her face as she shrugs, “Maybe.”

Aah, how beautiful, you can’t help but think as you stare at her, blonde curls spilling over her shoulder and blue eyes soft with warmth. She almost seems to glow underneath the rays of sunlight that spill into the room through your curtains.

The two of you sit in silence, both lost in your own thoughts, until you hear a call of “Dinner’s ready!” from your mom. Glancing over at the clock on your desk, you realize that two hours had passed without you even noticing.

You both stand up, and in the spur of the moment, you ask, “Do you wanna stay for dinner…unless your parents are expecting you home?”

Eden hesitates, before shaking her head, “No, it’s fine. My parents are never home during dinner anyway.” Smiling, she says, “I’m quite curious what dinners are like for such a large family.” You didn’t think your family was that large, and you also kind of felt like she was talking about your family as if you were aliens, but the obvious excitement in her voice was contagious, and you found yourself smiling as well.
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Alex
You ask, “So, are you more comfortable with me now?” -5 points

He looks surprised by the question and shrugs, “Huh? I guess.”

“Well, that’s good.”

The two of you stand in silence for a bit before Alex clears his throat awkwardly and says, “I should be going home.”

Feeling a bit disappointed, you ask, “Are you sure? You can stay for dinner, my parents won’t mind.”

He stops, hand hovering over the doorknob. You feel a spark of hope at the fact that he is at least considering the offer, but in the end, he says, “No, that’s fine…but thanks.”
Yeah, somehow you couldn’t picture him sitting at the crowded dinner table making conversation with your family.

You walk him to the front door and wave him off as he disappears from view. You can’t help but linger at the door for a bit even after he’s gone, before eventually returning to your room when your mom yells at you about letting flies in.

When you enter your room, your gaze lands on the drawing Alex had left lying on the floor. Picking it up, you carefully place it on your desk, then pick up your own drawing. Eyeing it critically, you frown and think, honestly is it really that bad?
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You ask, “So, was that whole shy, timid thing just an act?” +5 points

He just shrugs. “I guess you could say that. It’s more acceptable to be shy than cold.”

And wasn’t there a lot to unpack in that statement? Still, was he truly faking it during those interactions where he seemed so timid? Maybe some of it was deliberate, but doubted it was all an act.

Alex seems to consider something for a moment, then he crosses his arms and adds, “It usually gets people to leave me alone. Why are you so insistent on hanging out with me anyway?”

Honestly, you didn’t know. You had initially just wanted to be on at least civil terms with the person you were going to be sitting next to all year, but…“No…I don’t know. I guess I was just drawn to you from the moment I saw you.” Yes, from the moment you first laid eyes on him, you were ensnared.

Alex scoffs and rolls his eyes at your sappy declaration, “How ridiculous.” But despite saying that, there is a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks. Shaking his head, Alex makes his way to the door, saying, “I should be getting home.”

You try to keep the disappointment off your face. He had been here for an hour, but it felt a lot shorter than that. Wanting to keep him around for a little bit longer, you ask “Ah, what about your drawing?”

He stops, hand on the doorknob, and looks back at you, then at the floor where the piece of paper with his sketch of you had been discarded. “O-oh, you can keep it if you want.” Then, as if worried you’ll say no, he quickly adds, “Or throw it away, I don’t care.” Despite his obvious attempt at indifference, it’s obvious from the tightness in his voice that he does care.

“In that case, you should take mine, even if it is horrible.” Grabbing your drawing, you hold it out to him, expectant.

He stares down at it, gaze unreadable as he takes it gingerly from your grasp. “Okay…and I do like your drawing.” He avoids your eyes as he says it, but the sincerity in his voice leaves a warm, fuzzy feeling in your stomach.

Go to your house: +10 points
You say, “You know, I think I liked you better when you were all shy and stuttering.”

Alex simply raises a brow at you. “Is that so? Sorry to disappoint, but I never asked you to try and force your way into my life.” Well, he had a point there. Frowning, Alex adds, “And I don’t know why you did anyway. What, was it out of pity?”

Honestly, you didn’t know. You had initially just wanted to be on at least civil terms with the person you were going to be sitting next to all year, but…“No…I don’t know. I guess I was just drawn to you from the moment I saw you.” Yes, from the moment you first laid eyes on him, you were ensnared. The next words you say sound like they could be a joke, but you mean them with complete sincerity. That’s why you look him right in the eyes as you say, “I think we were fated to meet.”

Alex scoffs and rolls his eyes at your sappy declaration, “Huh? I don’t believe in that kind of stuff.” But despite saying that, there is a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks.
Still, you’re curious, so you decide to just ask, “So, is this what you’re normally like?”

He shrugs. “You could say that. It’s not like I interact with many people anyway.”

“Hmm…so the shyness wasn’t genuine at all?” Struck with a sudden idea, you quickly close the distance between the two of you, leaning in so that your face is mere inches away from his. Though your intention was to get a reaction from him, you feel your own heart start to speed up from the closeness as you stare right into his wide eyes. He was so close, you could feel the heat of his breath on your face. Just a few more inches and you could easily press your lips against his…

But before you can get too carried away and do something you’ll regret, he lets out a strangled noise and stumbles back, tripping over his own feet in his hurry and ending up on his butt. “Wh-wha-wha-” His face is as red as a tomato as he struggles to form a coherent sentence.

You smile as you try to get your heart rate to return to normal. “No, I guess it wasn’t all fake after all.”

Shaking his head, Alex stands up and says, “I’m going home.”

Whoops, maybe you pushed it a little too far. Feeling a rush of panic, you ask, “Are you sure? You can stay for dinner, my parents won’t mind.”
He stops, hand on the doorknob. There is a beat of silence, and you feel a spark of hope at the fact that he is at least considering the offer, but in the end, he says, “No, that’s fine…but thanks.”

Yeah, somehow you couldn’t picture him sitting at the crowded dinner table making conversation with your family. At least he didn’t seem to be too upset about your little stunt. Still, wanting to keep him around just a little bit longer, you ask, “Ah, what about your drawing?”

At that, he looks back at you, then at the floor where the piece of paper with his sketch of you had been discarded. “O-oh, you can keep it if you want.” Then, as if worried you’ll say no, he quickly adds, “Or throw it away, I don’t care.” Despite his obvious attempt at indifference, it’s evident from the tightness in his voice that he does care.
Giving a playful salute, you say, “I’ll treasure it.” And you really mean that. “Then you should take mine, even if it is horrible.” Grabbing your drawing, you hold it out to him, expectant.

He stares down at it, gaze unreadable as he takes it gingerly from your grasp. “Okay…I’ll…I’ll treasure it as well.” He avoids your eyes as he says it, but the sincerity in his voice leaves a warm, fuzzy feeling in your stomach.

The two of you walk down the stairs and to the front door in silence. It’s only when he’s halfway out the door that you say, “We should hang out again sometime soon.” The invitation hangs in the air as you wait with bated breath, prepared for rejection but hoping he’ll agree.

“Okay.” With that single word as his parting, he departs down the walkway, and you watch as he disappears from view, a large, stupid grin on your face.​

 

[kyom ✦ kyom ✦ pom]

Istg this story ends with my handprint on Alex's face fym "huh????"

 

[Chiharu]

the +10 scenario for Alex here was originally supposed to be the -5 one, but I started cooking with it, so I had to change it