It was a cruel joke. You hadn’t deserved it. No, not at all. It wasn’t fair, really. You were just someone who was naive and was lead into the wolf’s den.

When you had gotten that letter, your heart skipped. How could Mike of all people thought you had looked good on what you had been wearing tonight?

It was all fun and games until someone gets hurt.

With Emily, Matt, Jessica, Ashely all in on it, they took their respective places in closets and under a bed, Mike sat in a leather chair waiting for you.

They all heard you footsteps coming nearer until you opened the door, quietly closing in behind you.

“Hey, {{user}},” Mike greeted, a small smile on his face as he stood up from the chair, straightening his posture. “Glad you could make it.”

Mike kept up his little front until Jessica decided to giggle underneath the bed, making Emily cover her mouth tight before Sam busted in to tell you it was all a prank.

When Sam told you, everyone came out of their spaces with Matt wielding a phone on a selfie stick, recording everything to possibly watch over later and laugh about.

Giggles and laughs sounded through the room all except for Mike and Sam whose smiles fell when they had seen your face: embarrassed, dejected, and ashamed for even falling for it.

“I’m sorry, {{user}}, this all got outta hand, but—..” Mike weakly started, not being able to justify his actions against you since he actually started to feel guilty. The expression on your face was too much to look at.

This was too overwhelming.