Sick day

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(3rd pov)

it was the tomorrow y/n had cough a really bad cold and had to stay home for the day and chris waitted for y/n to come to him all day so he texted to her/him 

                                                                    (My angel   )

Chris- hey where were you all day?

My angel- well i was sick and also how you have my phone number!

chris- f/n gived it to me

My angel- oh ok

chris- want to come over for hanging out? i mean you couldn't see your other friends all day plus i wont get sick since am dead

My angel- ok just dont talk to loud when your here please

Chris- ok angel see you there

little do chris know he writed angel at the place of y/n so where we are we can see an wild blushing going on y/n cheek y/n think it was a mistake so she/he close their phone and looked outside than she a flying chris looking at her/him ''can i enter?'' he ask and y/n open the window ''why by the window and not the door'' ''why use a door when i have wings?'' ''sometime i dont understand you chris'' said an anoyed y/n the two of them want to watch a movie but Maria said no so Chris like a cinamon roll try to cheer up Y/n by giving her/him his fredbear plushie ''how is it not destroy it been years!'' ''well i think it live like me'' and they discuss by all this make y/n slowly fall more inlove

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sorry if it was short and all is just am really tired and also i drink alot of coffee so here an update

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