My Enemy [BL]
"Ew, no! The Winter Ball!"
Tori leaned in, sliding her phone toward me, the screen lit up with images of sparkly dresses-silk, lace, velvet, every jewel tone you can think of. "We’re trying to choose between these two. Millie can’t decide between emerald and gold. Personally, I think the gold one makes her look like an Oscar trophy, but she’s convinced it’s giving off goddess vibes."
"I am goddess energy," Millie declared, flipping her braided hair. "But what about you, Atlas? What suit color are you wearing? And don’t say you’re not going because you totally are."