God, no. amateur I wasn’t even thinking of going there with her and protecting her at all times. But she said it herself, she wasn’t the type to go to parties, and it couldn’t have hurt to have someone be at that party, someone she knew well, not being around her but just… watching. Making sure she’s okay. Just in case. I may have screwed up in the past, but I still wanted to be her friend. That didn’t mean being her favorite, that meant protecting her, that meant being there for her. And if she was fine, I’d just leave her be and enjoy the party. If I wanted to prove to the universe that I Hardcore still had Molly’s best interests at heart, I needed to be a friend. Not a direct friend, but an invisible friend, a watchful, helpful friend. And going to the party and making sure Molly was okay was exactly what a friend would do. ____________________________________________________________________ Author's Note: Hello, everyone! 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