Skateboard Emoji's hoody was extremely soft and comfortable.
I know this because I'd been wearing it.
Now, to some people, that might be - naw who am I kidding? It's totally and absolutely insane. But I'll wear that label proudly. It's the ultimate code of not giving a fuck.
I see a large hoody and I need to disappear into it. It's a primal instinct, it's not my fault.
It smells nice, the sleeves are fluffy and it reached mid-thigh. All in all, it was pretty much the god of hoodies and nobody can convince me otherwise. Big plus; I can pretend it's my non-existent boyfriend's.
And of course I'm going to wash it again before I give it back to Skateboard Emoji. He'd be none-the-wiser.
God I think I need help.
When I wasn't debating my moral code, I was biting my lips raw as to whether I text Skateboard Emoji or not. What to say, should I say anything at all? Maybe he'll text me when the skateboard's done and that'll be it? What if he doesn't want to have small talk (small text?) and just wants to keep this purely professional? Who knows.
I knew that I'd have to sort out a time and place to meet up with Skateboard Emoji for the exchange but just like schoolwork, I procrastinated in contacting the blonde-haired boy. I still needed to learn his name, too. Claire said something about a 'Lloyd' but it'd be kind of creepy if I already knew his name - and what if Claire was mistaken? Major oof.
In the end, it was a whole week before I got a text from Skateboard Emoji.
House finally unpacked and beginning to feel like home, I was watching Buzzfeed Unsolved on my laptop with my feet in the air when my phone dinged.
Assuming it was just another useless notification like your phone hasn't been backed up in sixty-two weeks or unable to download the new system update, I lazily slapped my hand over the device and dragged it towards me. Engrossed in Shane's demon taunting, I lifted the phone to my face without looking at it.
My eyes darted to the phone screen and it felt like the world stopped revolving for a hot second.
I quickly shut my laptop and sat upright, staring the the message from Skateboard emoji. It was a simple 'hey' but it was still enough to make me pause.He sent another and I'm pretty sure my brain shut down.
🛹:
Sorry I didn't contact you earlier
Sent 10:27am
Me:
Oh hi! :)
Delivered
I replied, then crushed my phone against my chest in regret. Was the smiley face too forward? Or not? I don't know. I have no clue on texting guys. Or cute guys who I accidentally hit in the face with a skateboard.
Me:
Don't worry about it. I should've texted earlier too but I didn't know what to say lol
Delivered
Oh god that was too much information.
🛹:
Neither did I haha
Sent 10.29am
Oh. I tilted my head. That actually worked out.
🛹
So uh
Sent 10.34am
🛹
Some bad news
Sent 10.34am
Me
👀??
Delivered
🛹
I don't think your skateboard can be repaired
Sent 10.36am
🛹
It's split right down the middle so there's no safe way to mend it. I'm sorry.
Sent 10.37am
