the sturniolo triplets, your enemies, got invited to the party your parents are throwing. me and their parents are friends, but not us.

your parents invited them so you could get along with them. you begged your parents not to, but they didnt give in.

when the clock hit 2:30 pm, people started flooding in one by one. you were sitting on the couch, scrolling on your phone. everyone was there, except for the triplets. you were happy, until they came. their mom gestured for them to talk to you.