we are young (we are the dream) 3/?
summary: he was a fratboy, she was a sorority girl. can I make it anymore obvious?
notes: fans of the show - you’ll recognize a scene in here ;) *clutches chest because cappie x casey*
thank you cee for betaing and screaming at me. ily.
word count: 9,592
Emma stormed inside the KT house like a hurricane, the bang of the door almost unheard against the cacophony of cheers, music and raucous crowd dispersed around the place. She gingerly clutched the hem of her gown in her hands, swearing under her breath. Of course she had found out when she was in the middle of a toga party, of course. She sidestepped horny couples who appeared to be about to sneak into any room upstairs and puddles on the wooden floors that looked suspiciously like spilt beer, and she peeked inside the living room, anxiously searching for a mop of brown hair and praying not to be too late when she didn’t find any sign of him. She quickly made her way towards the stairs when she suddenly ran into a very loud and entertained Killian Jones, surrounded by a fair number of swooning bimbos. As soon as he saw her, though, he sprang to his feet, brushing off the collar of his shirt and trying to appear casual.
"Gretel? Are you serious?” she screamed, and he had the decency to look apologetic.