“L-O-L what even happened last night?” Urie gazes in shock at the ladies Saiko has invited over. “You should have told me you were planning a sleepover.”
“Oh shut up, Urie,” Saiko grumbles, rubbing her eyes from where she’s flopped across an orange-haired girl.
A sexy green-haired woman stretches on the floor, accidentally nudging the pale-haired girl asleep in their chair awake.
“You don’t wanna know,” says the orange-haired woman in Shirazu’s voice.
Urie’s mouth pops open. His eyes bug. That’s Mutsuki on the floor and Sasaki in the chair.
“You should have come with us, Urie,” Sasaki says. God dammit, how does their Squad Leader wear his makeup better than Saiko? And those are definitely fake eyelashes!
Urie’s breath comes quicker. His throat closes. “Ack – forget I asked!”
“Scareeeeeed?” Shirazu teases as Urie flies upstairs.
“Yes!” He screams.