Working For The SCP Foundation (READER INSERT)

PART EIGHT - Party At Eight

~Timeskip for two weeks~

Y/n was laying on her couch, watching F/s (Favorite show) and being lazy. She heard a knock on the door, so she got up and trudged over. Y/n gently twisted the knob..

"Dr. Arrow?! What are you doing here!?"

"Hey! Uhm, can I come in?"

"Yeah." Dr. Arrow walked inside, looking around. Y/n thought, "God, he's tall.."

"Nice apartment you got here."

"Really? It's kinda small and-"

"It's fine!" he waved his hand. "Pish posh!" Y/n chuckled.

"So, why are you here?"

"Just to invite you to a party I am hosting."

"Really? Thank you!" Y/n thanked.

"Yeah, yeah, no problem!" Dr. Arrow left.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket.

'hey the party is at eight. don't be late!'

'how did you get my number'

'files and paperwork.'

Y/n got dressed in her f/o (favorite outfit), and waited for eight. It was 4:30, so she had time to laze about.

~4 hours later and y/n's perspective~

I drive to the address Dr. Arrow texted me. 1506 Wash Street. I arrive at the house, the sky tenebrous. I get out of the car, now on the pavement. I saw lights in the window, with people inside, having fun. I stride towards the door. I knock on the front door. "Hey!" Dr. Arrow opens the door and greets me. "Get in! People could be outside, stalking." I shamble inside, nervous. The part is kinda cliche, smoke laying on the oak floor, people mingling with other people.

Dr. Jouvei is also in the crowd, socializing.

"So, Y/n, what do you think of the party?"

"I like it."

"Go mingle with the guests!" he pushed me and walked away. I guess I'll talk to Jou. "Hey!" he said when he noticed me. "Hi." I quickly left when some group of people called me over. It was some of the group Dr. Arrow was working with. One said, "So, Arrowhead spending a lot of time with you, eh~?" he winked and the others laughed. "Ugh, no! I will never be romantically involved with anyone, let alone him." I mutter. The person who said that had chocolate brown hair, brown eyes with a medium build.

I snuck out of the party and went on the one app I swore I would never go on, Tinder. I was desperate for someone that wasn't involved in my work! I found this one guy named Steve, Steve Kane. We met at a nice restaurant, named Maschera Italian Food. It was a nice little mom and pop restaurant. Steve and I entered the building, greeted by the owner, Tim! (Reference here!!) "Hey! Your table is out here, on the patio. It was a beautiful summer night, with warm weather. A cool wind hit my face, a welcome surprise from the events of my whole job. Tim pointed to a table. I slump myself onto the chair, looking around. Tim was wearing an orangeish jacket with matching sweatpants. Jesus, this guy looks like a serial killer! He stepped inside and headed to his office from what I could tell.

"So... hi." Steve said. Steve had glasses, expensive ones from what I could tell. He also had glistening blue eyes, and an amazing smile.

"Uhm- hi!" I awkwardly said under my breath.

"I can tell you're nervous, don't be! I think you're beautiful." he complimented.

I blushed a deep red. "Thanks.." What is this, a love pentagon!?