22 - corpse husband ✓

fifteen

IM AT YOUR HOUSE
COME OUTSIDE PAPI

do i get aux

no
taylor swift will be on the whole time
come outside

why did i even ask
hold on

-

corpse looked at himself in the mirror, letting out a sigh before leaving the seemingly increasingly smaller bathroom.

he left his house, making sure to triple check that he locked his doors before climbing into the small honda civic that sat in his driveway.

he opened the passenger seat, immediately met with the sound of paper rings by taylor swift. he laughed at this, turning to look at alex.

she smiles. "are you ready? cause i don't think you are- this is about to be the greatest day of your life."

"i guess so," corpse said. he wasn't sure.

alexis pulled out of the driveway, nearly hitting his mailbox on the way out. "i swear i have my liscense, it was just in the wrong place. your mailbox is in the wrong."

corpse shook his head in laughter. the girl was wearing a bright outfit- a light purple shirt paired with a slightly darker purple pair of cargo pants.

in fact, looking around, he felt it was fair to assume her favorite color was purple. it was everywhere.

"freddy, are you checking me out right now?" she teased, noticing him zoned out. he laughed and then nodded.

"totally. the stack of empty starbucks cups on the floor is actually really sexy."

her cheeks tinted red, giggling. "look, you deal with little kids everyday without a cup of coffee and tell me how that goes for you."

he shook his head. "no thanks, i'll pass."

he watched her while they sat in silence for a moment; but he should know that silence never lasts long with alex.

"recently ive been watching a lot of five nights at freddys content, and i think it's fitting because of your name. you and freddy are both hot as fuck." she says, proceeding to turn the music up.

"how the fuck am i supposed to respond to that? vanessa, i'm a material girl?"

alex turned to him quickly, a large smile on her face. "you're on freddy tiktok too? god, he is such a dilf."

corpse looked confused. "freddy doesn't have any kids, alex."

she pulled into the ice skating rink parking lot as she spoke. "look, you don't have to be an actual dad to be a dilf. he's my favorite father figure."

he snorted, climbing out of the car and following her into the rink. "whatever you say, i guess."

she nodded, walking backwards so she could face him while talking. "did you like the taylor swift in the car? i was playing red taylors version so you better have."