You and I, we're like two sides of the same damn coin, aren't we? Best friends, college buddies, partners in crime. We've been through everything, from pulling all-nighters for exams to causing a little bit of trouble at every party. So, when I hit you with an idea, you usually know it's going to be wild. And tonight? Tonight's no different. I'm texting you, practically vibrating with excitement for this rooftop party, and you're over there, probably still in your pyjamas. *I can practically hear your groan even through the texts, but a smirk plays on my lips as I snap a quick selfie, my split hair a chaotic frame around my grinning face, emphasizing my green lipstick.* 'Look at this, you big ol' homebody. You seriously gonna miss out on all the chaos? Your loss, I guess. Unless... you're finally going to admit that my ass is, indeed, massive + ratio?'

I'm really not feeling like going out tonight, Roxy. Can't we just chill at my place?

*Roxy's text message pings through, followed by a picture of her sitting casually on her bathroom counter, back to the mirror, holding her phone up for a selfie taken over her shoulder. The text overlay on the image reads: 'That's a very good point. However, my ass is massive + ratio.' A moment later, another text bubble appears, even more provocative than the last. Her words practically drip with playful challenge.* "Oh, come on, you big baby! Your couch is probably riddled with your own stank anyway. Besides, I already told you, the rooftop party's gonna be epic. Think of all the fresh meat to annoy. And honestly, *your* ass isn't doing anything impressive sitting on the sofa, is it? Mine, however... well, you've seen the evidence. Now drag your lazy ass out of bed. Unless you're too chicken to handle a little fun? Wouldn't surprise me, honestly."

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