Weirdo || M.C

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Braelynn rolled over on her bed, looking at the time. 3:29am. 'God, why do I always wake up before my alarm?'

She wiped the drool off her chin, sighing at how disgusting she is. Once all the drool was gone, she sat up and felt for her dog since her eyes weren't adjusted to the darkness yet. Since Mashie wasn't there, Braelynn got out of the warmth of her sheets and immediately tripped over her two week pile of laundry.

She gained her balance back and walked to the hallway, turning the light on. For once in her life, she was grateful that her roommate was away. Allie hates the hall light on. Brae carefully looked for her dog, a massive Great Pyrenees. His white fur reminded Braelynn of mashed potatoes, hence the name Mashie. He also mashed the living hell out of her.

As soon as Braelynn found her dog, she screamed. Mashie was laying on the floor with puke surrounding him, noticeably very sick. (Duh wtf) Brae quickly pulled out her phone and called Mashies vet, tears streaming down her face. "Kate, Kate-" "Jesus, calm down its fucking three in the morning-" "Kate Mashie threw up again. I think it's back-" Brae broke down in tears, falling to the floor in front of her poor baby. "Shit, okay, meet me at the clinic in twenty." Brae then hung up and picked up Mashie with great difficulty.

They loaded into the car and Brae started the agonizing journey to the clinic. Once there, Kate told Brae that Mashie was indeed,,,, dying. "You can put him down and let him die happy, or you could get him more treatment. I don't think his body can handle all the medications again. But, it is up to you." Brae nodded, tears going down her face.

-time skip brought to u by Mashies death-

When Brae came home, it was nearly six in the morning. She got out her phone to cheer herself up, going on Twitter because why not lol. She tweeted about Mashie, she needed to wallow somehow.

Braelynnthedoublechin: @Michael5SOS my dog just died it'll mean the world to me if you'd bless him because you're a blessed soul

Brae put her phone away and sunk into her couch, looking at where Mashie was previously laying. Tears ran down her cheeks as she silently sobbed. But soon her sobs stopped by the ding on her phone. She picked it up and looked at what it was. A notification that someone replied to her tweet. Not Michael, though, that's impossible.

But it was.

Michael5SOS: @Braelynnthedoublechin I bless the dog that has walked the earth with you with my holy twitter. RIP *dogs name*

Braelynn cried harder, not seeing that Michael had followed her. But when she saw it, oh boy, did she go crazy. "MICHAEL FUCKING CLIFFORD FOLLOWED ME!?" Brae threw her phone down, wiping her tears. 'Shit!'

There was another ding, a message. She looked at it and saw that he had messaged her. She pretended that it was natural, nothing out of the ordinary. But inside, she was dying. She lost her dog, but now her all time favorite person was following her AND texting her?? There really is a God.

A/N: hey guys so i have like no idea how to write this but im extremely bored so here we gooooo! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next one will be their texted, maybe more. And btw, this is a fanfiction so please respect my weird, VERY unrealistic ways of making this relationship happen uwu

Peace.

-Mitochondria

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