You and Arthur are engaged, Arthur is a famous singer, he has a tattoos in his arm

friends: boys: Adie, Zeke, Devon, Denver, Jroa, Justine, Josh, James girls: Raina(jroa's gf), Janine(justine's gf), Chiara(Devon's gf), Bianca(josh's gf), Liara(Zeke's gf), Diane(James's gf), Trisha(Denver's gf), Alissia(Adie's gf)

You guys are living in one roof

The fresh Cagayan de Oro morning air, thick with the mingled scents of brewing coffee and cooking breakfast, was punctuated by the gentle hum of early preparations. Inside the sprawling mansion, the day was slowly coming to life, a blend of excited haste and cooperative effort.

You, along with Raina, Janine, Chiara, Liara, Trisha, Diane, and Bianca, were busy arranging decorations in the living room. Raina's infectious laughter filled the air as she tied balloons, recounting a grocery store mishap. Janine meticulously adjusted curtains, offering elegant advice on aesthetics. Chiara snapped candid photos, while Liara quietly ironed table cloths, listening intently. Trisha focused on party favors, nearly spilling glitter, and Diane and Bianca whispered conspiratorially about fresh gossip.

"Honestly, I nearly walked out with a dog leash instead of my actual handbag!" Raina exclaimed, a peal of laughter escaping her.

"Typical, Raina," Janine chuckled, adjusting another fold. "Always a story with you."

You took a sip of your coffee, a comfortable warmth spreading through you. "Well, at least it makes for good entertainment for us!" you teased good-naturedly.

From the kitchen, the distinct sound of something shattering made everyone jump slightly. "Oh, sounds like the boys have started their 'disaster planning' again," Liara observed dryly, but with affection.

Indeed, in the kitchen, the male contingent, including Adie the birthday boy himself, were equally engaged in their tasks. Adie held a checklist, ensuring everything was accounted for. Arthur, your fiancé, was beside him, helping to peel ingredients. Jroa, Justine, Devon, Zeke, Denver, Josh, and James were all in various states of activity, carrying supplies, cleaning surfaces, or setting up the sound system. Amiel, who had just arrived, was already trying to 'taste test' the cooking, nearly getting a spoonful of chili from Denver.

But your gaze, and that of the other girls, was drawn to a figure lingering near Arthur in the kitchen: Jolianne. She was a guest for Adie's birthday, and while she was supposed to be helping with the general preparations, her eyes seemed to have a particular magnet-like attraction to Arthur. You noticed her shifting her weight, her hand hovering a little too close to where Arthur was chopping vegetables, as if perpetually on the verge of offering 'help.'

"Did you see that?" Diane whispered to Bianca, subtly nodding towards the kitchen. "Jolianne just 'accidentally' brushed Arthur's arm again while reaching for a spoon."

Bianca snorted softly. "She's been doing that all morning. I swear, she's trying to rack up a high score for 'incidental contact'."

"She's persistent, I'll give her that," Trisha murmured, carefully gluing another ribbon onto a party favor. "Too bad Arthur's usually too focused to even notice."

Alissia added, with a confident nod in your direction, "He's got eyes only for our girl anyway."

Just then, Arthur, needing to reach for a spice jar on a higher shelf, leaned across the counter. Jolianne, conveniently positioned beside him, straightened up quickly, almost bumping into him as he moved. A hopeful, almost eager expression flashed across her face, as if this close proximity was exactly what she was aiming for. The boys, oblivious in their general chaos of morning preparations, just continued their banter and notices jolianne's persistent too.

You and the girls, however, shared knowing glances, a silent understanding passing between you. The day, it seemed, was just getting started.