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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
there's glitter on the floor after
the party

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REAL LIFE

ONE FLIGHT ACROSS the country later, Luna, Noah, and Karl found themselves in LA, staying with the Roomies. The best part about it — besides seeing everyone — was that they would be in LA for Noah's birthday.

Luna had thought long and hard about what she was going to get for him. After a lot of careful consideration, since Noah didn't seem much like a material guy, she decided to get him . . . a song. And no, it wouldn't be like that one episode of Victorious — this was a song that actually mattered, one that she had told him about and specifically wrote about him. Luna had fully recorded a version of The Blue on her phone, just her and the guitar. She would send him the actual version when she recorded and produced it with Aaron next month.

But, that was tomorrow's thing. Right now, they were at the OfflineTV house, having a party for him since they had other plans on his actual birthday the next day. Luna was in the kitchen with Jodi, Noah's cake resting on a paper plate. The others were by Jodi's room, laughing and chatting with each other.

"Jo, do you have a candle?" Luna asked.

Jodi looked around for a moment before reaching out and grabbing a random wooden stick off the counter.

Luna immediately started laughing. "Jodi, that's a chopstick, not a candle." She started to laugh harder when Jodi began to laugh as well — to be fair, Luna may have had a bit to drink. "We're going to burn the house down."

"I don't see any better option," Jodi said, getting a lighter out from the drawer. "Light it up!"

Luna sighed through her giggles, sticking the chopstick in the middle of the cake. "Okay, if you say so."

She picked up the plate carefully and walked a little bit towards the others. Luna nodded to Jodi, who sparked the lighter and held the flame up to the chopstick. Instantly, the top of it ignited.

"Happy Birthday to you," Luna and Jodi began loudly as Luna walked out carefully with the cake. Everyone immediately joined in. "Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Foolish—" Luna will admittedly say she said Noah "—Happy Birthday to you."

He bent down slightly and tried to blow out the fire on the wooden stick, but shockingly, it didn't work. Hasan yelled out to blow it harder — ayo? — but all Noah was looking at was Luna. Luna felt her heart pound against her chest, especially when he moved his hair out of the way of his face with his hand.

Luna let out a soft laugh, looking up at him. "What?"

"Can you put the cake down?" Noah questioned.

"Uh . . ." Luna trailed off, glancing around. "Brodin?"

Brodin reached out his hands and took the cake from her very carefully. Luna then turned back to Noah, only for him to take her face in his hands and kiss her gently. She smiled into it — especially when everyone cheered, placing her hands onto his arms and raising up onto her toes. Luna kissed him for a moment longer before pulling back.

Noah nodded to her. "Best birthday ever."

"It isn't even your actual birthday yet," Luna insisted.

"Eh, I don't care." He pulled her into him, hugging her tightly and kissing the top of her head. "I've already got everything I need."

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IMESSAGE CONVERSATION

lunes ❤️ [ luna ]
shark of my heart [ foolish ]

lunes ❤️
share this with
anyone and
you're dead

shark of my heart
?
what
I woke up and you
were gone and all
you give me is a threat

lunes ❤️
shhh
it's your birthday
present
I promised you
something and I
decided today was
the best day to
give it to you
listen to it before
you come downstairs

shark of my heart
what is it

lunes ❤️
theblue.mp4
happy birthday <3

shark of my heart
NO WAY
ACTUALLY

lunes ❤️
just me and a
guitar with a
song about you

shark of my heart
listening to it RIGHT
NOW

lunes ❤️
report back

shark of my heart
luna
I just finished it
holy shit
I'm
that song's for ME?

lunes ❤️
sure is !

shark of my heart
you're incredible
like SO incredible

lunes ❤️
aw shucks <3

shark of my heart
and I make you
nervous 😏

lunes ❤️
I regret everything

shark of my heart
no you don't

lunes ❤️
ugh you're so right

shark of my heart
I'm coming downstairs
and giving you the
BIGGEST kiss ever
this is the best present
AHHHH

lunes ❤️
I'll be waiting ❤️

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REAL LIFE

IT WAS A day of mourning.

Okay, maybe Luna was being just a bit dramatic. Leslie had offered, and Noah had accepted, so today was the day he would be getting a haircut — aka the same day as his actual birthday. As much as Luna absolutely loved his long hair, at the end of the day, it was Noah's decision. And he seemed pretty set on it.

After a birthday breakfast, Noah had gone upstairs with Leslie, Karl, and Miyoung to Rae's streaming room where the haircut would take place. Luna was in charge of making the trash bag that would cover him while his hair was being cut. It wasn't hard — Luna just had to cut a hole in the top. Once that was done, she climbed up the stairs, just in time for her name to be mentioned.

"Wait, where's Luna?" Karl asked.

"Luna!" Leslie shouted.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Luna responded, scurrying down the hallway.

"Luna?" Noah called. "Baby? Sweetheart? Light of my life?"

She entered the room, raising an eyebrow. "Light of my life. Huh. That's a new one."

Noah looked up at her, his eyes softening at her, like they always seemed to do. "Hi, Lunes."

"I made it, I made it." She then lifted up the trash bag. "I've got the trash bag, aka Foosh's funeral outfit for the death of his long hair." She moved into the view of the camera and waved. "Hi, chat."

Tina took the trash bag from her and lifted it up over Noah. "Close your eyes, it'll all be over soon."

Karl then shot up from his chair and grabbed it, pressing it against Noah's face. "Get him!"

Tina looked at him in bewilderment. "Karl. No."

"Guys, please," Luna cut in. "He's only twenty-four, he has so much to live for. I would appreciate it if you wouldn't kill him, thank you."

Noah looked at himself in the monitor — his hair a mess and his body covered by a trash bag. "Ooh, this is kind of a look."

"First, you need to tell us — what do you want?" Leslie questioned.

"I have a photo," Karl admitted.

Luna narrowed her eyes at him. "Why do I not trust you?"

"Flynn Rider," Tina stated. "A Flynn Rider haircut, from the hit movie Tangled."

"The window is open, so's that — no, that's Frozen, sorry," Leslie said.

"Ooh, wait a sec," Luna voiced. She stepped in front of Noah's chair, tilting her head at him slightly. Luna reached up and pushed some of his hair away from his face with his fingers. Noah practically melted under her touch, leaning slightly into her hand, making her smile. "I think that would be good. I mean, he already does look like Flynn Rider."

"We want him looking like this," Karl said, holding up his phone to show a picture of a Roblox character.

Luna stared at him. "God, please no."

"No, I'm not trying to look like — I'd be devastated if I looked like some Roblox ass character after all this," Noah revealed.

They debated on his haircut for a bit longer — Tina very much advocating for Flynn Rider, and Noah not knowing at all what he wanted — until Karl and Leslie just started to cut off pieces. Luna watched all of it unfold, cringing slightly as locks of his hair fell to the ground.

"Luna, please make it stop," she read out loud. "Chat, it's bold of you to assume I have any say in what's going on right now."

"I would've said no if you thought it was a bad idea," Noah responded.

She slowly turned towards him. "Oh, now you tell me?" Luna sighed. "Leslie, my only request is that you don't waterboard him like you did to Rae. I want him coming out of FusCuts alive."

"No, Lunes, don't worry," Leslie reassured her absentmindedly as she continued to cut his hair. "The motto of FusCuts is hair, it grows back."

"I'm not really sure if that's making me feel better."

Leslie continued on, and Luna just continued to watch as his hair got shorter and shorter. Honestly, Luna had really only truly known Noah with his long hair. Watching it become short was kind of strange. All she could really see was the back of his head, which wasn't looking . . . the best, though. She covered her mouth with her hand, laughing slightly with the others. What really got her was when Tina parted his hair down the middle, which they probably should've done since the beginning — which was also when Rae came into the room.

"What am I?" Noah shouted.

Luna let out a loud laugh. "Why do you look like that?"

"Leslie, you have a plan, right? You have a plan?" He looked towards his girlfriend. "Luna, help. Please, you're the only one I trust."

"Well, considering I don't know how to cut hair, that might not be the best thing."

Noah was compared to Karen, Willy Wonka, and Edna Mode. At this point, it was only twenty minutes in, but Luna couldn't breathe from how hard she was laughing.

"Wait, what do I do?" Leslie inquired. "This is a disaster."

Noah's eyes widened. "What?"

Leslie reassured him it was actually fine. Karl then stood up and started to help her, and by helping, Luna meant that he just started cutting off hair at random. Miyoung then came back into the room and placed her glasses on his face, making him really look like Edna Mode.

Luna looked at him and immediately started laughing. "Who are you?" She turned back to the computer screen. "I don't know this man. That's not Foolish Gamers, that's Goolish Famers."

Noah laughed with her. "Goolish Famers?"

"I'm afraid of the way you look right now."

"Like, when you cut hair, how do they do it?" Leslie asked.

Luna paused, looking at her. "Leslie?"

"That is such a general question," Noah replied in shock.

Karl looked at chat, who was begging him to stop, even though he claimed he was layering. "I'm the one stressing you guys out? Chat's over, Karl's stressing me out. Leslie's over here—" he mimicked cutting hair messily "—how does one cut hair?"

Luna placed her hands on her temple. "You're all stressing me out. Especially the way his hair's parted, it's freaking me out."

Noah chuckled. "What do you mean, Lunes?"

"Oh, nothing." Luna scratched her head slightly, averting her gaze from him. "You look great, baby."

They got hair clips to portion off sections of his hair, courtesy of Rae. Luna then settled herself in the back in Rae's gaming chair, which they had switched out for a stool to give Leslie more room to cut Noah's hair. It was honestly a whole viewing party in Rae's room, and Luna felt . . . warm, like she always did with her group of friends, especially these ones since they lived all the way across the country.

Even if they were fucking up his hair. (All love to Leslie.)

"We love Foolish for him, not his hair," Rae said.

Luna raised her hand. "What if the hair was a part of it?"

Noah's mouth fell open. "Luna?"

"I'm kidding." She looked right into the camera, smirking slightly. "Totally kidding."

In the matter of half an hour, his hair had gone from the length to about his shoulders to the length of his chin. Luna was finding slight enjoyment how chat acted like they were in literal pain while watching them. Leslie had actually done a good job on cutting the side of Noah's hair, but Tina on the other side . . .

Rae laughed loudly, holding onto Mika on her lap. "Those are two completely different haircuts. Oh my God." Leslie then moved over to start cutting the other side. "Do you have a middle part at all?"

"Uh, I just simply throw it back, but I don't know what this is gonna do," Noah admitted.

Luna sat up. "Wait, you throw it back?"

"He said he threw it back?" Karl added.

She pointed to him. "You get me."

Karl walked up to her and high-fived her. "We're so synced."

Luna was very much just sitting back and observing. She would step in if something went drastically wrong, but everything was . . . actually going okay. It was a lot shorter than before — and by a lot, Luna meant a lot — but it was looking decent for someone who wasn't a professional (once again, all love to Leslie.)

"Do you need, like, gel or something?" Rae offered. "Like, styling gel? I don't have any."

Luna giggled. "Rae?"

Rae laughed with her. "Sorry."

Somehow, Luna got lost in a conversation of auctioning off Noah's hair — there was quite a bit covering the floor. She moved her own hair off of her shoulder and just zoned out, watching him with what she could only assume was stars in her eyes. Luna only snapped back into the conversation when Tina suggested that the cut the burns off of the side of Noah's face.

Leslie came back into the room with a small razor. "Would you like a brow slit?"

"Woah, a brow slit," Luna commented. "Things are getting crazy."

Tina took the razor, who had been taking a turn cutting, and started to shave the burns off of his face. However, she had shaved most of it off, and only left just a tiny amount. But it was a small enough amount to look just strange.

Noah turned his head to look. "Wait, I feel like that looks weird. Am I crazy? I feel like that looks weird." He looked over at Rae, who had fallen into a fit of giggles. "Rae had to go off camera to laugh."

"Why'd you leave a little piece like that?" Rae cried.

"Nope, that's it, I'm stepping in," Luna cut in. She stood up from her spot and extended her hand out to Tina. "My turn Tina, come on." Tina laughed a little harder and handed her the razor. "I don't trust any of you anymore, Jesus Christ."

"Oh, finally," Noah let out. "The only person I trust, come to save the day."

"You know that one scene in Harry Potter in the Goblet of Fire when Harry brings Cedric's body back and his dad is, like, my boy?" Luna asked, doing an impression of it. "That's me right now."

Luna placed her left hand on his jaw and shaved off the rest that Tina hadn't done. She then moved onto the other side and did the same. Luna was just about done when Noah reached out underneath his trash bag and tugged her closer to him by her belt loops. Luna stumbled a bit forwards, letting out a small laugh as she did so.

She then glanced up at his eyebrows. "I can clean your eyebrows up if you want."

"Go crazy," Noah responded.

Luna raised an eyebrow. "Go crazy? Woah, eyebrow slit it is, I guess."

He poked her stomach. "Not what I meant."

Luna then moved her hand to his forehead, pushing some of his hair back. Honestly, Noah's eyebrows already looked pretty good — apparently, Tina had done his eyebrows once, and he had kept up with it. All Luna had to do was just clean up just a bit more. Once she was finished, she went back to her chair.

Honestly, the haircut was pretty much done. All Leslie and Karl were doing was cleaning up . . . or cutting more? Luna couldn't really tell at this point. It had just been over an hour of cutting hair. The haircut just got to a point where they couldn't do too much else. Leslie then lifted up the trash bag from it, discarding it on the floor.

"Okay, yeah, you know what?" Karl began. "Fuck the haters, that shit looks good. Actually."

"Okay, now I'm curious, what if I just, like, push it back?" Noah questioned. "What do you think happens?"

Luna stood back up from her chair. "Try it."

Noah let his head fall forwards before picking it back up, pushing his now-short hair back with his fingers. "So, you know, I get out of the shower real quick." However, his hair fell weirdly. "Whermp."

She paused for a moment. "So, maybe, like, don't try that." He shook it out, and it fell strangely. "Ooh, let's not do that either." Luna moved in front of him and messed it up a bit, pushing it slightly to the side. "Hey, there you go."

He shrugged. "Luna's just having to do my hair everyday, I guess."

Sykkuno then came into the room, snipping off a piece. Rae then brought up a picture of what Foolish looked like at the beginning of the stream, and the difference was crazy. Luna's eyes widened as she bent forwards slightly to see it.

"Woah, it was so long," Luna commented. She stood back up straight, running her fingers through his short hair. "I think you look great."

Noah held out his arm. "Hey, c'mere." Luna stepped closer to him, and Noah pulled her down to sit on his right knee. "Oh, there we go. I think the best part of this haircut is that I can kiss Luna now without my hair getting in the way, which is obviously the most important part."

Luna scoffed, her face feeling warm. "Oh, obviously."

Noah then continued listing off reasons as to why it was good — which was actually just two, both of them being that eating would be easier and he wouldn't have to use the separate bathroom vacuum anymore. Yvonne then came into the room and also cut off a piece of hair just to join in. Sykkuno also suggested that Noah give FusCuts a rating, and Karl chimed in saying to give each stylist a rating.

He ended up giving Tina an eight, Karl an eight, and Leslie — after a lot of stalling and trying to hide behind Luna — said it was between four or nine, but ended up with eight. Noah also gave Sykkuno a ten and Yvonne a nine-and-a-half for some reason.

"And Luna, twenty," Noah stated.

She grinned and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "As I should."

Karl's mouth fell open in shock. "She didn't even do anything!"

"I was here for moral support, and I helped fix his sideburns. I did a lot."

"Luna gets a twenty no matter what, I don't want to hear it," Noah voiced.

Everyone then left the room, ready to move past the haircut. Soon enough it was just Luna and Noah left, but only for a moment.

Luna grabbed his head in her hands and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Happy Birthday." She stood up and walked out the door, shooting him a smile over her shoulder. "You look handsome."

Noah made sure to end stream fast, ready to get the best birthday kiss of his life.

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