Dead As FUCK |Motionless In White||Ricky Horror|

Chloe,Chloe,Chloe

"About four, you know, before the apmas."

Her eyes filled with curiosity.

"You're going?" She asked.

"Well I have too,"

"Oh...right." She said.

"Are you?" I asked while scratching my arm.

"No,"

"What? Why not??" I asked while sitting up.

"I don't know? I just don't like meeting a lot of new people." She said.

"But you met me..."

"I had no choice. You had my keys...and my dog..." She chuckled.
"But don't get me wrong, you're a good person" she smiled.
"I actually don't regret meeting you. Like everyone else, ugh, I wish they would all just go fly away or something" she crossed her arms.

I chuckled softly.

{Chloe}

Ricky chuckled quietly.

"Did you bring any pajamas?" She asked.

"No, they didn't give me anytime to get my things."

"Oh, I have some guy pajama pants" I said while standing up.
"They're brand new," I walked to the bunk area and dug through my bag.
I found them then I grabbed a HIM shirt.

"Here" I said while closing the bunk door behind me.

"Why do you have pajama pants for men?" He asked.

"They were on sale at Walmart,alright??" I crossed my arms.
"Now go change before I take them back." I teased.

"I have no problem sleeping nude" he chuckled while walking to the bathroom.
I looked at the couch.
Oh, he forgot the shirt, I'll just give it to him when he comes back.

I sat down and watched South Park while I waited. He came out then sat down beside me.

"I forgot to give you this" I said while giving him the HIM shirt.

"Oh, thanks." He said.
He slid his shirt off in front of me.

I bit the sides of my tongue.

He slid the HIM shirt on then sat down.

"Keep your wandering eyes to yourself." He joked.

"You did that on purpose so shut your trap." I crossed my arms.

"Did what on purpose??" He asked stupidly.
"What? This?" He said while sliding up his shirt then taking it off.

I rolled my eyes then slouched in my seat.
I ignored him and watched South Park. I surfed through the channels and Dexter was on.

"Yes!" I did a little dance in my seat.
"Ricky! Stop stripping and watch Dexter with me!" I said.

We watched Dexter then I kinda got bored and checked my Twitter.

"You have a Twitter?" He smiled at me.

"Yeah, I'm not that boring." I chuckled softly.

"What's your name?" He asked.

We exchanged names of our Instagram,Twitter,and Tumblr.

"Wow. Ms.Internet Famous,over here."
I playfully rolled my eyes then I watched Dexter some more.

We talked for a bit like music wise and books and stuff then we both put our tinfoil hats on and started blabbering on and on about extraterrestrial life and space.

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{Ricky}

I woke up to find myself in a bunk.
I looked to my right to see Chloe, she was on her phone.
She looked up at me and looked back down at her phone.

I turned facing the other way and pulled some blanket with me.
She pulled the blanket back and uncovered me.
I pulled it back and we played tug of war.

"I'm cold! Stop hogging the blanket!" I hissed while sitting up quickly and hitting my head on the bunk.
I winced in pain and held my forehead.

Chloe quietly laughed then covered both of our mouths. She kissed my forehead and laughed quietly even more.

"Shut up." I whispered while moving her hand away from my mouth.

"Aww, little Ricky is hurt" she said in a whisper/baby voice.

She pecked the tip my nose then moved my hand away from my head.

"You're fine." She said quietly.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Nine 'till three"

"And what are you doing up??" I asked.

"I can't sleep."

"Chloe,Chloe,Chloe" I shook my head.

She chuckled quietly.
"I haven't slept at all." She said.

"Just try to." I said while grabbing the blanket and covering myself.