you, walker, and aryan were at the watch party, the kind where you’d answer questions and watch clips of the series you were all working on — percy jackson. first, though, someone had to do the introduction.

walker was leaning casually against the door frame, smirking like he owned the place.

“we’re here for the watch party—” he started.

and then the door swung shut on his face. hard.

aryan exploded, laughter filling the room before walker could even register what happened. his hand flew up to his face, groaning, but you couldn’t stop grinning.

you stepped forward, deciding to give it another shot. this time, it was your turn.

“i heard we’re here for the watch party,” you said, over-enunciating every word, voice dripping with mock elegance.

walker raised an eyebrow immediately, not letting you off easy.

“you heard we’re here for the watch party?” he repeated, snickering. “that’s rich.”

aryan doubled over again, and you could feel your cheeks heating, half-annoyed, half-amused.

it was going to be one of those nights.