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I heard the soft melody of Lover floating around my room as I scrolled through a wattpad book.

It was a finn wolfhard story, and to be quite honest, I had no clue why I was reading it. It's a pretty good story though, i must admit.

I set my phone down and walked as silently as I could towards the pantry. It was 2 am and my mom would whoop my ass if she knew I was up.

I quickly found my way to the pantry and grabbed a bag of half empty pretzels.

As I was heading back to my room, I hit my head on the sharp corner of a wall.

"Fuck," i whispered, making sure I wouldn't wake my mom.

I got back to room with no more collisions and found my phone. I threw myself into my bed, and placed the pretzels on my nightstand.

I continued scrolling through wattpad and saw a paragraph mention playing an instrument.

As the 'humble' person I am, I decided to comment, 'I play violin'.

Little did I know one of the best people ever would respond.

A few moments later as I was watching tiktok, I got a notification from wattpad.

'multistanplusateez has replied to your comment'

'Oh, that's cool! I do too, what do you play? Like classical or rock or what?'

Wow! This is my chance to make a friend, don't fuck it up.

I quickly thought out a reply, 'I've played classical for 6 years, wby?'

I clicked send.

We spoke about violin and I gave them some tips since they were just starting to play again after a year or so gap.

I decided, since it was 4 am, to go to sleep.

Once I put my phone next to the empty bag of pretzels on my nightstand, I thought about how I made a new friend.

Yay!

A/n: I DONT PROOFREAD SO HA TAKE THAT

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