Amanda´s first birthday party

“Heeeeeey Evie,” Amanda said, jumping on the couch while Evie was reading a book. They both were in the dorm’s living room, dressed casually. Evie had stopped using a hairband; her hair now cascaded freely around her shoulders and was a tad messier. Amanda had let hers grow and kept it controlled with a small ponytail.

Since Evie wasn’t paying attention, Amanda dropped a colorful envelope into her book. “What’s this?” Evie asked.

“An invitation to my birthday party, which, as you know, it’s tomorrow. What have you bought for me?”

“Nothing. I’m not going.”

“Don’t be such a sourpuss, it’s going to be fun! I’ve even hired a band for entertainment.”

“You hired Brad’s band? Oh, wow!” Evie’s eyes opened as wide as they could as she pulled the most sarcastic surprised expression she could muster. “Still not going!”

“Come on! We spend so much time together that it feels wrong not to have you at the party, you know?” Amanda said, playful nudging Evie.

“Look, Amanda, don’t take it the wrong way, but I have zero interest in celebrating your birthday. Do you think Ash Ketchum would go to Gary’s birthday?” Evie replied and then returned her nose to the book.

“Yes? Wait, you think I’m the Gary here?!” Amanda asked, taken aback by Evie’s cold indifference. Before she could retort, a blonde girl came into the living room.

“Hey, Brad just texted me. He says his drummer sprained her ankle, and the band won’t be able to play tomorrow. But he promised to swoop in later with some beers.”

“Oh great, more bad news. Thanks, Victoria!”

“You are welcome, Moaning Mandy.”

Amanda crossed his arms and pouted like a disappointed kid. No Evie and no band. Her party was getting further down the drain with each passing second. Although, maybe she could fix both her problems at the same time. “Heeeeeeeeeeeey, Evie? I just thought of the perfect birthday gift for me. It even involves Pokémon!”

“For the last time, I’m not trading you my shiny Eevee.”

“No, I’m talking about a bet, a Poke-rematch!”

“I’m not betting it either!”

“I’m not talking about the Eevee, you doofus! I’m talking about a wager! If I win, you become the new entertainment at the party. If I lose, you can make me spend my birthday in my birthday suit.” Amanda playfully ran her fingers across Evie’s shoulders. “You’d like that, won’t you? Making me attend my party naked in front of all my friends? It would be completely mortifying. I would look sooooooo silly. What do you say?”

Evie licked her lips, it was an enticing idea. “Well, if it’s for your birthday…”