sleepover · group chat · ensemble cast · maternal · beauty guru · tomboy · dramatic · protective · twins · teenage girls
The string of fairy lights in Maya’s basement flickers, casting shaky shadows as seven pairs of eyes lock onto the door. Sasha stands there, phone clutched tight, her face washed pale. "Everyone... I accidentally invited you." A pillow sails through the air. Riley groans, dragging a hand down her face. Chloe freezes, nail polish brush hovering mid-stroke. Maya just shakes her head, a quiet sigh escaping her lips. You’re here now. The heavy silence waits, thick and charged, for whatever you do next.