It was the biggest party ever!
At least that's what the invitation said, thrown by the losers
Everyone was invited and it would take place in the evening
Tree was struggling. He really wanted to ask Bottle to go but it was difficult to work up the courage
he sat at one of the picnic tables trying to collect his thoughts.
he picked at the wood. What's the worst that could happen? not much, it's not like Bottle would get angry or upset about him or anything. he glanced up. She was sitting in the grassy fields like she typically does when there isn't something going on
nothing ventured nothing gained he thought makeing his way over to her.
Making his way over to her he began to feel hesitation, rising in his through
3rd person pov
"hey, Bottle can I speak to you for a moment?" Tree said
she turned to face him "sure!" she patted the grass next to her offering him to sit down
The tree sat. "i might as well cut to the chase" he fiddled with his hands "so I was wondering if you would like to go to the losers dance with me?"
Bottle thought for a moment feeling the grass between her fingers
"ive never been to a dance before! it sounds like fun," she turned to a tree resting her hand on top of his
Trees heart skipped a beat "really?"
"really " she smiled at him
Tree jumped up from the grass" this is great! I'll meet you there
( an: sorry I've been kinda inactive. I lost inspiration but I'm back. Sorry it's short but I have an idea for a part 2 to this but I'm unsure. Let me know if anyone wants it)
