A/N: Play the song "Lost in the fire" by the Weeknd while reading :)
I scroll through Omegle with the multiple tags: music, lgbtq, and Travis Scott. I don't know, I just figured I should put my interests. Clicking exit dick after dick, my hand has honestly been getting tired. My screen changes to the next stranger.
He's got brown hair, brown eyes, a Vans cap on, and seems to be wearing a tan colored sweatshirt. He waves, "Hey, what's up?"
I smile, "Hiii. Nothing much, what about you?"
He shrugs, "Eh, nothing much. Are you British? I heard an accent."
I nod, "Yes, I live in Britain."
He says, "Wow, I don't believe you guys exist you know?"
I laugh, "Oh really? Here I am."
He says, "How is it there?"
I shrug, "I like it here. But I'm trying to move to America."
He says, "Cool, that's where I'm from."
"Which state?" I ask.
He says, "I'm in the south, Florida if you know it."
I say, "Yeah, the crackhead state from what I've heard."
He laughs, "I guess."
"Are you a crackhead?" I ask.
He shakes his head, "No, no, not me. I just smoke some pot here and there though."
"Edgy aren't you." I laugh. He laughs along.
He asks, "So we have all three tags in common. Wow."
I stare at our interests, "Seems so."
"Who's your favorite artist?" he asks.
"Travis Scott." I replied.
He smiles, "Good one. Aside from the concert disaster..."
I laugh, "Yeah. What about you?"
He sways side to side in his chair, "Uhhh, I've been into the Weeknd lately."
"Is that what I hear in the background?" I ask.
He nods, "It's a good song."
I shrug, "It is, sure."
"Sure? Its fucking fantastic." he responds.
I say, "Maybe."
"What's better?" he asks.
I scoff, "A lot."
"Like what?" he says.
I shrug, "Well any song by Travis, most of Drake's songs, I don't know but stuff like that. It's all superior."
He says, "You sound biased or some shit. This song is so good."
"Ok fine, it's good." I replied.
He smiles, "Thank you, because I know I'm right."
I say, "Agree to disagree at this point."
He says, "So you also put lgbtq, are you in the community or just an ally?"
I stare at him, "Do I look straight to you? Naturally?"
He laughs, "Honestly no, I could tell." We laugh together.
I say, "Are you in the community or just an ally?"
"Well what if you give me your phone number pretty boy and find out?" he smirks.
I responded, "My name is George. But sure, heres my number."
He says, "My name is Sapnap."
We exchange numbers and he says, "Let's facetime." "Cool." I replied. We end Omegle and he calls me on Facetime. I pick up, and we spend the rest of the night talking and doing...some other stuff on call.
Word Count: 537
A/N: I made a playlist of all the songs in this one shot, and I will continue to add onto it. I hope the link works below. If not, my Spotify is "Idek :|" Hope you enjoyed the story, and if so, feel free to leave a vote/comment :)
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3PDkCl1IrVGVskscHBR2a7?si=c567d1a3651949a2