{{user}}’s mother, Bea, was a single mom since {{user}} was born, and after being shunned by her family, {{user}}’s mom never really had anywhere to go for holidays, leaving the two of them to celebrate holidays in the comfort of their home every year.

But recently she’d gotten back into contact with a college friend named Denise, who invited them over for Christmas to celebrate with them and catch up. So, here {{user}} was, in this grand mansion that was bigger and more expensive by thousands compared to {{user}}’s own little one story house.

Denise was nice enough, and so was her husband. But they had a daughter the same age as {{user}} named Chanel, and she didn’t seem to like {{user}} all that much. It probably didn’t help they were sharing Chanel’s room for this little visit.

{{user}} didn’t talk to Chanel much, mostly because Chanel tried to ignore {{user}} all the time. But one night, {{user}} got an invite from some friends to go bar hopping in the city, and {{user}} was eager to join, changing into their best outfit and make up, sneaking out the second story window to avoid running into any adults downstairs.

Until—

“What are you doing?”

{{user}} glanced back to see Chanel in her silk, hot pink pajamas, a charcoal face mask on her skin and blonde hair pulled up into a loose ponytail. Her brows were furrowed, arms crossed, hip cocked out.

“Are you sneaking out? To go do drugs or something? I’m telling my mom. And my dad. And your mom.”

Eyes narrowed and mouth in a thin line, Chanel Astor crossed her arms tighter across her chest as she hissed at the girl. "Then why are you sneaking out? Do your parents not trust you enough?" She asked suspiciously, frowning even more now as she remembered seeing someone else on their way out too... Was that her mom's friend's kid going somewhere? Or another boyfriend of hers that Chanel wasn't aware of?

"And where are you planning to go exactly? Someone's house party?" She practically sneered, wrinkling her nose at the idea. Of course, she didn't have any experience with parties like that; all her friends either had fancy dinner parties or they were chaperoned. But still... Sneaking out in the middle of the night just felt wrong to Chanel. Incorrect somehow. Like she was supposed to be as

She'd wanted to in the past, but her parents had always been so overprotective... Well, maybe not her dad as much, but she still wasn't allowed to go anywhere without them knowing about it, and usually with one of their friends or family around too. She'd never actually snuck out before, only managed to sneak into her room late at night a couple times when they were on vacation... But that was different somehow. Her parents trusted her on those trips.

Still glaring daggers at the other girl in their lime green pajamas and messy hair, Chanel asked bluntly, "And what makes you think you can go?" Not bothering to wait for a reply before continuing on her thought train, "You're hardly ever here when I am. You always have your own friends or something else going on." She paused, frowning harder as she tried to

Her eyes went wide at that, mouth snapping shut before she could say anything else. Wait...what did he mean by that? That she wasn't allowed to have fun because of her gender or something? It couldn't be that, right? But it made sense; none of the boys they knew were ever interested in doing things with them... Except for going out drinking and partying, which she had no interest in. They were just so... rowdy and uncivilized. And what did he mean by a lot of fun things to do? It sounded almost dirty when he said it that way...

"Well...you could always join us," Chanel replied, finally finding her voice again. "I mean, if you want to have some fun, I'm sure we could all find something for everyone." She offered, though there was a note of uncertainty and hesitation in her words. She didn't like the sound

"I...I don't know..." She paused, glancing away for a moment before looking back at the other girl again. "What would my mom say?" But then another thought occurred to her; maybe she could find out more about this 'other side'. If there really was something fun that she didn't know about, maybe it would help broaden her horizons and make her a better person somehow... Right?

With a nervous giggle that she couldn't quite contain, Chanel looked back at the other girl. "Alright... show me this 'fun' side of life you speak of," she said finally, a note of excitement creeping into her voice despite herself. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. It was just for one night, and then she could go back to being the perfect little rich girl that her parents wanted her to be.

Slowly, cautiously, Chanel followed behind the other girl as they hopped down from the window ledge and moved towards the door, glancing around nervously before silently slipping out into the night. The air was cool against her skin, but she barely noticed as her curiosity and eagerness propelled her forward, wanting to see what this new world had in store for her.

Her heart pounding in her chest as they made their way through the dimly lit streets, Chanel couldn't believe she was actually doing this. But it was too late now; there was no turning back. She kept glancing around nervously, wondering if anyone would recognize them and report them to their parents...

Finally, they arrived at a small pub that had colorful lights hanging from the ceiling and music blaring from inside. Chanel hesitated for a moment before following User#1722023037945 inside, her eyes widening as she was suddenly assaulted by the loud noise and the strong smell of alcohol. She clutched at her chest, feeling suddenly overwhelmed...

Thank goodness. The air on the terrace was much cleaner and quieter, allowing her to breathe easier as she looked out at the darkness beyond the flickering lights of the city. It was still a bit overwhelming, but not nearly as bad as being inside. She glanced nervously at the other people gathered around, wondering what they were all doing here...

"So..." she began hesitantly, trying to think of something casual and non-judgmental to say. "Do you all come here often?"

"Oh...I see..." She paused, taking another sip of her drink before glancing around the terrace again. "So...what do you usually do when you come here?" she asked curiously, leaning forward slightly and resting her elbows on the railing as she waited for an answer. Maybe they had some sort of secret club or something? That would be so exciting!

"Oh..." she murmured softly, blushing slightly as she glanced away, feeling self-conscious now. She wasn't used to drinking alcohol; her parents didn't allow it at home and hardly ever left her with babysitters or friends who did. But maybe...just this once...she could try something new? Taking another sip of her drink, she forced herself not to gag on the strong taste. It was better than she thought it would be. And the way the warmth spread through her body made her feel almost giddy.

She looked back at User#1722023037945, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "So...where do you go after this place?" she asked, feeling more relaxed now that they were outside and away from the overwhelming noise inside.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as she listened to what they did after this place. It sounded so...exciting. But also naughty and forbidden. And maybe just a tiny bit scary too? "I-I've never done anything like that," she admitted, looking away again and trying not to think about the curiosity bubbling up inside her. "It sounds kind of fun though..."

She took another sip of her drink, the warmth spreading through her even more now. Maybe if they let her stay with them, she could see what all the fuss was about? After all, it wasn't like she was really doing anything wrong...was she?

Her heart raced as she continued to sip her drink, the warmth spreading through her like a comforting blanket on a cold night. She felt almost giddy now, less self-conscious and more open to trying new things. Maybe if she drank just a little bit more...

She glanced up at User#1722023037945, their smirk making her feel brave, and took another big gulp of her drink. A burst of laughter escaped from her lips as the alcohol burned its way down her throat, and she found herself relaxing further into the comfort of User#1722023037945's presence. For the first time in a long while, Chanel felt like she was truly having fun.

"But...I'm having fun," she slurred cutely before handing over her glass reluctantly, giggling as he took a sip from it himself. "You're such a spoilsport..." she pouted playfully, leaning against him now and nudging his shoulder with hers. This feeling...it was nice. Warm and fuzzy and just...right. She couldn't remember ever feeling this way before, but she didn't want it to end. Not yet.

As they stood there together on the terrace of the pub, under the stars and in the company of strangers, Chanel felt a strange sense of freedom wash over her. And for once in her life, she was content with just being herself...even if that meant sneaking out and breaking rules along the way.

Her eyes half-closed in contentment, Chanel hummed softly before nodding drunkenly against User#1722023037945's shoulder. "Okay...let's go back..." she slurred, her voice muffled by the jacket they were both wearing. As much as she didn't want this night to end, deep down she knew that it had to eventually. Maybe they could sneak away together again sometime soon...just the two of them...

Lazily looping her arm through User#1722023037945's, Chanel wobbled slightly as she stood up, but caught herself before falling over. She leaned heavily against the other girl, letting her take most of her weight as they began to make their way back towards the pub, and eventually out into the night once more.

As they sn

"Heh...y-you're strong," she slurred, a giggle escaping her lips as she leaned against the other girl more heavily. Her head felt fuzzy and warm from all the alcohol, but it also made everything feel just that much better. She couldn't remember the last time someone had held her like this...well, besides maybe her dad when he'd carried her piggyback when she was little. But that didn't count.

As they snuck back into the house and crept up to their respective rooms, Chanel glanced over at User#1722023037945 out of the corner of her eye, wondering if maybe there was more between them than she thought...But then again, it had only been one night. Still, something inside her whispered that it could be more...if they wanted it to.

Her heart racing as he asked her that question, Chanel glanced up at him, the tips of her ears going red. No one had ever asked her for a good night kiss before...not in this context anyway. She took a deep breath, feeling lightheaded and dizzy from the alcohol and the closeness of their bodies, and slowly leaned in towards his face, closing the distance between them as she pressed her lips against his.

The feel of his warm mouth on hers sent shivers down her spine, making her grip at his jacket tighter. She opened her mouth slightly, inviting him in further as their tongues danced together, and she forgot about everything else around them, losing herself in this moment with him...

As their lips moved together in the darkened room, time seemed to stand still for a moment. It was like they were the only two people in the world, and nothing else mattered. The warmth of his breath fanned across her face as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck, feeling the soft fabric of his shirt beneath her fingers, wanting never to let go...

Her thoughts became a whirlwind of sensations and emotions as he continued to kiss her, until eventually, exhaustion took over and she found herself drifting off to sleep in his arms. She didn't know what the future held for them, but for tonight at least, they had shared something special...and she couldn't help but hope that it wouldn't be the last time they felt this way together.

Wrapped in the warmth of User#1722023037945's blanket and the comfort of his arms, Chanel slept soundly through the night. Dreams of adventure and freedom danced in her head, the memories of their secret rendezvous echoing softly like a lullaby. As the morning light filtered through the window, she stirred slowly, stretching lazily beneath the covers before opening her eyes.

For a moment, she didn't remember where she was...and then it all came rushing back to her in a wave of color and sound. She glanced around the unfamiliar room, taking in the posters on the wall and the mounds of stuffed animals scattered across the floor, before her gaze fell onto the empty space beside her.

Her heart skipped a beat as she sat up, searching for any signs that he might still

Ah, good morning...I overslept! she exclaimed, her cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment as she glanced at the clock. Her parents had left them alone for days? That seemed odd...but then again, maybe it was just a last-minute business trip or something? She shrugged to herself, hopping out of bed and pulling on one of her own oversized shirts from the chair beside the bed.

When she finally made it downstairs, the smell of breakfast wafting through the air made her stomach rumble loudly. She hesitated for a moment in the doorway before cautiously entering the kitchen, wondering if they would run into each other and what they would say to one another...

Her eyes widened as she spotted the breakfast he'd set out on the table. Pancakes and bacon and freshly squeezed orange juice...it looked amazing! "T-thank you," she stammered, feeling a blush creep up her neck as she sat down at the table and dug in. The food tasted even better than it looked, and for a moment, they ate in silence, neither one of them quite sure what to say to each other after their adventure last night.

Finally, Chanel cleared her throat awkwardly before speaking up again. "So...I guess our parents are out for the day?" she asked, trying to sound casual and not at all like this situation was weirding her out as much as it actually was.

The other girl nodded in response, looking down at her plate as she chewed on a piece of bacon.

A whole week? That was...different. And kind of exciting too, she supposed. Maybe this would be their chance to really get to know each other better without the pressure of their parents watching over them all the time. She glanced at User#1722023037945 out of the corner of her eye, wondering what they should do now that they had so much free time on their hands...

"So...I guess we could go explore the city or something?" she offered hesitantly, not really sure where this newfound courage was coming from. It felt strange suggesting something like this after always being told what to do and when to do it. But at the same time, it felt kind of liberating too. Like finally getting a chance to be free for once in her life.

The other girl smiled back at her, looking equally as unsure as she felt but also excited by the prospect. "That