PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT

Y/N was sitting cross-legged on the floor of Mattheo's dorm, a towering three-tier wedding cake in front of her, nearly as tall as she was. The cake was massive, its layers stacked high with thick frosting and intricate decoration. But Y/N wasn't bothered by the extravagance of it; she was here for one thing only—devouring it.

The first thing she did was reach to the top of the cake, pulling a huge chunk of frosting off with her bare hands and shoveling it into her mouth. The frosting smeared across her face, but that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was the pure joy of eating it. As she dug in, frosting dripped down her chin and splattered on the floor, but she didn't care. She was fully committed to this mess.

It was then that the door creaked open, and Blaise stepped into the room first, his eyes going wide at the sight. He paused for a moment, trying to process what he was seeing. "What the hell?" he said, his voice full of disbelief.

Y/N didn't even acknowledge him. She was too busy taking another massive bite from the top of the cake, her face already covered in frosting. She grinned, oblivious to the fact that the cake was now falling apart in her hands. "What does it look like?" she mumbled through a mouthful of cake. "I'm eating cake."

Mattheo followed Blaise into the room, and when he saw the spectacle, he blinked in shock. "Y/N," he said, shaking his head, "What the hell are you doing?"

Y/N didn't respond. She was too busy digging into the layers of the cake, her frosting-covered face looking like she'd been in a cake fight. She was totally at peace with the mess.

Theo entered last, standing in the doorway with his arms crossed. His eyes were fixed on her as she continued her cake assault. "Are you seriously eating that entire cake by yourself?" he asked, a mixture of disbelief and amusement in his voice.

Y/N grinned up at him, the frosting now clinging to her cheeks and forehead. "Yep. All of it," she said, taking another bite from the top tier. She wiped some frosting from her lips with the back of her hand, then grinned even wider. "It's so good, I can't stop."

Theo raised an eyebrow, glancing between her and the cake. "Are you seriously going to make out with that cake?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Y/N paused for a second, looked him dead in the eye, and with frosting all over her face, replied, "If by 'make out,' you mean devouring it... then yes. Absolutely."

Mattheo, who had been standing by, speechless at first, let out a laugh. "This is honestly insane." He walked closer, shaking his head as he watched her. "I've never seen anyone so determined to take on a cake like this. Do you even realize how much cake that is?"

"I don't care," Y/N said, her voice muffled by another huge bite of frosting and cake. "It's mine, and I'm eating it. If you guys wanted some, you should've called dibs earlier."

"Seriously?" Blaise said, sounding exasperated, but he was clearly amused at this point. "You're not even going to share a single bite?"

"Nope," Y/N replied with a playful smirk, eyes sparkling with mischief. "This is my cake. I'm not sharing any of it. Watch and learn."

Theo gave her a skeptical look as he stepped closer, arms still crossed. "I can't even... How are you not getting a stomachache? You've barely taken a break."

"I've got cake strength," Y/N said, her voice dripping with confidence. "It's a gift."

Mattheo leaned over, chuckling softly as he crouched beside her. "I'm almost afraid to ask, but... you're not planning to eat that entire thing, are you?"

Y/N looked up at him, frosting smeared all over her face. "Why, are you worried I might not finish?" She gave him a sly grin before taking another huge bite. "Don't worry. I'm in it for the long haul."

The cake, which had been so meticulously arranged before, was now slowly becoming a crumbling, frosting-covered disaster as Y/N continued her epic cake quest. The boys watched in a mixture of disbelief and amusement, unsure whether to laugh or try and stop her. But, as it became clear, Y/N was unstoppable in her mission.

Theo couldn't help but shake his head. "You're completely insane," he said with a chuckle, glancing over at Mattheo. "But I gotta admit, I respect the dedication. I've never seen anyone eat like this before."

"Tell me about it," Mattheo said, still trying to wrap his head around the scene. He looked at Y/N, who was now completely covered in frosting, her hair a sticky mess. "You're out of control," he said, a fond smile tugging at his lips. "But it's hard not to love you."

Y/N paused for a moment, wiping some frosting off her cheek, then shot him a wink. "You know it," she said, turning her attention back to the cake. "Now, stop talking and let me finish this before you guys even think about taking a bite."

The boys exchanged amused glances, still a little stunned by the whole thing. But Y/N was clearly in her own world, the cake her only focus. She wasn't stopping, and the boys knew that no amount of pleading or reason would get her to share.

So they just stood there, watching as she devoured the towering cake with the same enthusiasm as a kid at a candy store, fully aware that they were witnessing something truly bizarre—yet incredibly impressive.

"You've officially lost it," Theo said, grinning.

But Y/N didn't care. She was too busy taking another enormous bite, frosting dripping everywhere, completely content in her cake-covered chaos.