spectrum【fem!reader .lookism】

. xlvii

The girl pointedly ignored the dirty looks everyone was sending her as she walked inside after her companion. It seems the don't appreciate how classless she is.

As someone who wouldn't shy away to speak of her humble origins before being adopted, (Y/N) would gladly take every opportunity to disgust and waste the money of the rich.

Someone immediately came by to take their order and left immediately.

"So," she starts as she leans back on one of the most comfortable rests she's ever leaned back on. "Do you come here often?"

Crystal was already taking a sip of the water that was placed on their table, looking criminally graceful as she does so. "No, not most of the time."

Honestly, both of them are wearing casual clothes when they walked in. But between them two, (Y/N) definitely feels more like the potato.

"Why here, then?"

"Because I noticed you're a bit thin on the side," says the dark haired girl. "And from earlier, it's like you've never eaten anything healthy in your life."

Despite herself, (Y/N) found herself cracking a lopsided grin. Elbow on the table, chin on her hand, she angled her head. "Are you trying to be my mom now?"

Crystal sends her a disbelieving look. "No."

"Then, a sugar mommy?"

She almost spit out the water she was drinking.

"What?"

Crystal didn't raise her voice, of course. But her tone dropped to a low hiss that wasn't really offended. Just a bit taken aback since she may have not seen it coming.

(Y/N) found humor in seeing the usually composed girl flustered. Her grin may or may not have widened a bit.

"Listen, you take me to this fancy restaurant without warning, in our casual clothes. I probably won't even be able to pay half of the plate in the menu here. What am I supposed to think?"

The girl across from her has flaming red cheeks. She lowered her glass down, attempting to be careful so she doesn't break anything. "Well, sorry for wanting to see you be healthy!"

"Crystal, it's okay to ask others out to a date-"

"What?!"

"But tell them upfront, because otherwise they might end up wondering if it means something or not."

"That's-that's not....(Y/N), where did you even-"

Just as she anticipated, a spluttering Crystal is very amusing to watch. She just stumbles over her words without finishing anything. It was definitely new, and unexpected. Not something anyone would've expected from her.

At last, she crosses her arms and shoots (Y/N) a look. "You're messing with me."

"Yeah," the girl readily agrees, still smiling widely.

At least whatever it was that got Crystal thinking so deeply earlier has temporarily left her mind. This way, there is no more danger of her accidentally crossing a busy road.

She received more scolding looks from the other girl, though. But it lacked the necessary heat for anyone to actually take it seriously.

The same person that took their order soon came back with a tray full of plates. (Y/N) can already feel her teeth shining as food after food was laid down on the table. All smelling as good as the last.

Oh, and there she was thinking Crystal brought her to one of those crappy, but expensive restaurants that only gives out like one bite of food on each plate. This is so much better.