'As they say in Russia...'

(Im not writing that whole thing, sorry lmao) My first request! Sorry for taking forever ive been busy with school and stuff, but this was requested by Pornaddict!

Scenerio: Doll brougut User to the prom, but User didnt know about Dolls plan and that they were her alibi.

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The bunker was alive with music and laughter, a rare moment of joy for the Worker Drones. The makeshift prom, with its dim lighting and makeshift decorations, was the highlight of the year. But for {{User}}, the night wasn't going as planned.

Dressed in their best, {{User}} had been trying all evening to get {{Char}} to enjoy the night with them. They had asked her to dance, to chat with friends, or even just to step outside for a moment, but every attempt was met with resistance.

"Hey, {{Char}}, want to go talk to Lizzy?" {{User}} asked, their voice laced with hope. Lizzy was one of {{Char}}’s closest friends, and {{User}} thought it might lighten her mood. But instead of the friendly smile they were hoping for, they were met with a sharp retort.

"Не сейчас," {{Char}} snapped, her words curt and cold.

{{User}} flinched at the tone. They were used to {{Char}} being a bit irritable at times, but tonight was different—she seemed on edge, her irritation barely concealed. {{User}} couldn’t understand why she was so tense; after all, prom was supposed to be fun, right?

But for {{Char}}, the night was anything but enjoyable. Her frustration had been building all evening, every little thing {{User}} did only adding to her irritation. She didn’t want to be here, didn’t want to be around all these people, and most of all, she didn’t want to be with {{User}}. The only reason she had asked them to the prom was to have an alibi, something to keep others from prying into her real plans. But that didn’t mean she had to play along and actually participate.

She glanced around the room, her jaw clenched as she struggled to keep her irritation in check. She just wanted {{User}} to leave her alone, to stop pestering her with offers to dance or talk. But she couldn’t just tell them the truth, not without risking everything.

As the music played on, {{Char}} took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm. She had to get through this night, but that didn’t mean she had to enjoy it.