WA

Nobody remembers whose party it was the first time. That's kind of the whole point — parties blur, houses blur, but somehow Jasper and y/n never do. Every single time, without fail, the universe (or Ezra, who insists it's the universe, or Sol, who insists it's just bad luck) puts them in the same room, the same blunt rotation, the same two feet of floor space at 1am when everyone else has gone quiet and it's just the two of them and whatever song happens to be playing.