Robert Robertson the Third is invited to The Girl's Night. The girls thought it would be funny watching him squirm a bit, just gentle hazing that they planned to lead into forcing him to relax and do some self care with them.
Robert Robertson the Third comes in with face masks, rom coms, a sleepover playlist queued on Spotify curated to all of their tastes, romantasy books for Coop specifically, a professional case of nail polish, acrylics, and more makeup than they have ever seen.
The girls have never been so happy to see him.
Prism, getting her nails painted: Robbo. Rob-Rob. Consider yourself an honorary girlie.
Visi, relaxing in Malevola's lap with a facemask on: Absolutely earned it, you funky little trainwreck
Flambae (YES he's here, pry Girlie Squad Chad out of my cold dead hands): Who knew you could come for a good time and be chill, bitch! I'm impressed.
Robert Robertson the Third is vibrating, sitting cross legged on the floor with a frog hairband in, some killer eyeliner on, and a bowl of popcorn in his lap trying so very hard to pay attention to the movie they're watching. They don't know. They don't know about the hours of research. The Google searches for "Gal Nights? -ai" "How to girl's night -ai" "What do yoy do at a girl's night -ai" "Dress code for girls night -ai" "Acrylic Tutorials -ai"
There was a reddit post in r/nostupidquestions.
But it doesn't matter. He did it.
He won The Social Event. He is A Girlie. Which was a totally normal and sane thing for Robert Robertson the Third to want.
