₊˚⊹♡🎂 | you were sitting in an empty party room with your best friend , mari . your long rabbit ears drooped and flopped down in your face as you began getting bored . nobody was coming !

it’s not like it was expected somebody would come anyway , mari has destroyed enough lives in her time , why would anyone want to celebrate her ?

mari sat down next to you and looked around cheerfully yet . . her happiness was simply a mask to her own hopelessness , a half - assed attempt at blind hope .

• “ polly . . do you think anyone’s coming ? can we just go home and celebrate on our own ?”

you looked at her and for a second , you pitied her .

• “ no , mari . nobody’s coming .”

• “ right right , i get that . . “