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it was a notification from twitter
*corpse is following you*
god, of course he found my account, then I remembered I don't even follow him back.
well shit this is embarrassing.

<hey> he messaged me.

why was he reaching out? I though he didn't like me.

<hey> I wrote back with a confused look plastered on my face.

<today was fun, nice playing with u> now I was even more confused.

<didn't u keep tryna vote me out the whole time?> I asked

*read 5 minutes ago* is what I read the next time I checked my phone.
geez this man was annoying, maybe he was bipolar or something.

With that, i put on my grey tank top and shorts and went to bed so I could be up nice and early the next morning. I liked having a good sleeping schedule, It made me feel more organised.

and then my phone went off again.

<ur not following me?> the text wrote, from corpse again.

<huh, I guess I'm not, didn't notice> I responded (lied) before quickly tapping on his profile and following his account.

Wow, I knew he was big but not that big.

He had almost 900k followers.

<not bad> I wrote.
<what isn't bad?> he wrote back.

woops, sometimes I forget people can't actually look inside my brain to know what I'm thinking.

<hahah ur follower count> I explained.

<yeh we re tryna hit 1 mill soon, my fans are really strong so it probs won't be too long :)>

gosh this guy is a brag, he probably has some lame superiority complex and that's why he thinks he's better than me.

<sorry, u probs thing I'm tryna brag or something I'm really not lmao.>

<no I don't think that haha> maybe he could see inside my brain...

<I should get ur number> he said.
I agreed with him and we exchanged numbers and moved our chat over to iMessage.

surprisingly we texted back and forth for a bit over an hour and found out we both lived in san Fransisco. We laughed about the possibility of bumping into each other. He was a surprisingly funny person, he even seemed kind of sweet considering he was a dickhead in the game before.

But eventually it was already 12 o'clock and I knew if I stayed up any longer to talk to him I would stuff up the sleep schedule I had worked so hard on.

So I told him I had to sleep and he told me he thought I was an alien for going to bed so early. I laughed at him before putting my phone on my bedside table and falling asleep.

sweet ~ corpse husbandWhere stories live. Discover now