#thread ft. michael

For someone that claimed to not be a partier, Otto had been partying a whole lot. Not even just partying, but getting very intoxicated at said parties. It wasn’t like her, but it also wasn’t something that she regretted. Otto was always the good girl. She behaved at parties, she DD’ed for her friends, she never skipped class... where was that going to get her in the long run? High school was supposed to be the best time of her life, right? Maybe she deserved to start living it then. If anyone asked, that’s the exact and very long winded reason why Otto had decided to play Spin the Bottle this evening, but even after she had kissed the unfortunately gay heartthrob that was Joey Hummel-Anderson, something felt like it was missing - Michael. Everything came back to Michael nowadays and regardless of how sure Otto was that she shared the same feelings that her best friend did, something in her was so nervous that she was in over her head again. But that didn’t stop her from seeking him out. The pair had had a similar moment weeks before, and even a drunk Otto couldn’t shake how ironic that was. “Hiiii,” Otto sighed out as soon as she had her arms wrapped around Michael’s waist. It was like her safe place anymore. “Are you having fun?” She asked as she looked up and smiled at Michael before she was shrugging her shoulders. “I played Spin the Bottle and kissed Joey?” The words came out almost unsure before she was laughing and nodding her head. “I’m sorry.” @michaelchangiii​

With glazed over eyes, Otto was trying her absolute damnedest to keep herself focused on the conversation at hand. She had been working a shorter shift at Callbacks this evening, but it seemed like every time she only had thirty minutes left of a shift, her attention span shortened to dangerous levels and all she could think about was the walk home. Otto might have been living in New York for over a year now, but it never stopped her nerves from spiking whenever she had night shifts. However, Michael had always been more than willing to walk her home from her shifts whenever he was able to. It was nice, really, living in New York City and also getting to spend a ton of time with her boyfriend. The two had been dating for two years now and truthfully, Otto was happier than she ever thought she would have been. She had almost always envisioned a life on the move, whether it be traveling the world with nothing but a backpack and a lot of trust in strangers or touring with her father... now that she was planting her own roots in a big city though? It felt like her fate.