Buzz Buzz My phone is ringing.
'Hello?'
'Hiiii!!! How was your first day' It was my best friend. She goes to the art college at our university. Me, finally home, lay on the couch to talk to her.
'It was alright but guess fucking what' you hold the phone up to your mouth to make sure she hears you 'I have Dr Octavius'
'Ooooooo well is he everything you ever dreamed y/n? You've had a celeb crush on him for forever' I roll my eyes.
'No! It's a totally horrible thing. Sure I've fantasized a little... but I can't. My dad would flip out, make me change schools, and I'd have to move into a new apartment- or even a dorm if it's far enough!' I whine.
'Girl. Just don't tell him! Watch Doc Ock from afar like you look at those newspapers from back when Spider-Man fought him. Not to mention I would hate for you to lose that apartment for a 'stinky old gross dorm'' I could hear her mocking me through the phone.
'For your info I only have this apartment cause my dad didn't want Octavius to know exactly where I lived. And don't call him Doc Ock! You know I have a thing about that...'
'Hold on. Why does your dad have such a thing against Octavius?' The conversation went on for hours. Talking about my childhood celebrity crush and how weird my dad was (even though I know why).
I start to unpack my moving boxes dreaming up scenarios between you and Octavius.
