The air is surreptitious as you step up to the front doors of the pizza box. You're still a little bit nervous, so you dig into your pocket to look at the invitation one more time.

It reads in white, lemon milk font:

You are cordially invited to a soiree hosted by lilly singh to celebrate Wattpad's official birthday party. Dancing, groping and sushi will be plentiful. We do hope to see your cynical face there. November 22nd, 2016 at dusk. Please dress in your best tuxedo and don't forget your book for the present swap!

You take a deep breath and are about to walk inside, when the door suddenly swings with a keplang.

You're surprised to see connor franta standing there in the flesh, all hillary-ous and proud. You're not sure if you have the courage to talk to them right now, so you scurry inside like a(n) platypus and join the party, making a mental note to drum up a conversation with them later on over orange juice.

Once inside, the party takes your breath away. Everyone is already smooching wildly on the dancefloor.

Old MacDonald plays loudly from the speakers and you can't help but do the dab. You had always shipped Leigh Albert and Earl Clark so you're not entirely surprised to see them dabbing together in the corner. J.K. Rowling and extrachipper are having a rap battle in the centre of the room, while several Potterheads are gushing over the latest update of Starbucks Hotline on their phones.

The whole atmosphere is electric. It looks like Hogwarts on Earth in the middle of Vesak Day and you can't imagine anything better.

"Happy Birthday, Wattpad," you say with a smile, "Here's to another 10 years!"