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1. 11. Strippers: "you're the hot stripper at my friend's bachelor(ette) party"
Nico was 200% sure that siblings weren't supposed to get involved in each other's bachelor parties. And if they were, then that was nasty and Nico didn't want to be at Hazel's. Knowing your sister was getting married and starting a family and going to start obsessing over throw cushions was one thing, but hearing about her sex life was another. And that thing was something Nico didn't want to get near with a ten foot pole. He liked Frank Zhang and wanted to keep it that way- which he had made sure was abundantly clear to the masterminds behind this party, alias Reyna and Piper and Annabeth. He'd been asked one simple favour: bring the pizza. That he'd agreed to, he could totally handle pizza.
But then Rachel Elizabeth Dare had grabbed Nico and pulled him into the party because (clearly) despite their friendship, she apparently hated him.
"You need to have fun too, ya know," she said.
So somehow he got strung into this bachelorette party. He could easily ignore the dirty jokes that made Hazel both laugh until she cried and blush until it (most likely) hurt. Board games were fine (especially the ones where shot glasses had been placed on the board). The food was the best part, of course. The door rang, and Annabeth –heavily impregnated Annabeth- got up to do it but Piper forced her to sit back down.
"Can someone get that?" Reyna asked.
Nico got up and went to the door himself, opening it a crack. The guy standing in the doorway was wearing a nice suit and his blond hair was so incredibly thick, it was ridiculous.
"Hi," Nico said. At first he was relieved, if there was another guy here it meant nobody could make fun of him for crashing a hen party. But then he realised he had no idea who the hell this man was.
"Hey," he said. "Umm- I may have gotten the wrong apartment, is this 43?"
"Yeah, how may I help you?" Nico asked.
"Oh," the guy blushed. "My name's Will. I'm the -ah- stripper."
Nico blushed just as profoundly. "Oh. One second…"
He closed the door slightly and yelled out: "RACHEL!"
Rachel took her goddamn time dragging her sorry ass to the door so Nico stood there awkwardly with Will.
This was Rachel's fault. Rachel had gotten some dumbass vision about the future and she'd made Annabeth and Piper hire a stripper for his sweet little sister's bachelorette party. Actually, no, this may be Piper's idea- the whole thing reeked of Piper. Making Nico entertain some random stripper...
"Nice hair," Nico said stupidly.
Nico did not like strange people and this was not what he liked to call an "ideal situation" either and he was more or less losing his shit but hopefully not too much because this boy was pretty and Nico hated to make pretty people think they won around him...
"Thanks," Will said. "I like yours. It looks so… fluffy."
"Yours is curly," Nico said. "That's nice."
"Lots of people think that," Will said. "Want to touch it?"
"Is this going to add to your paycheck?" Nico asked.
"I'd personally consider it like you would be doing me a favour," Will admitted.
