Your Memes Are Just A Lie (Matt X Desi Fanfic)

intro

desi's POV

My eyelids were slowly feeling like they were one of those metal weights to slow down a boat, and I thought about where that fucking idiot Matt was. My phone was beginning to feel cold in my hands as I waited for its alarm to go off, hoping that Matts voice would be be heard eventually.

My fingers pressed into its On button and the light rays emitted from the screen burned my eyes and i fuckin dropped that shit, causing it to slam on my face for me to screech like a hungry mammal. Damn it.

I managed to find the speech capsule on the green square and wrote to contact labeled "hot meme ass." That asshole had changed it and didn't tell me how to change it back. Daammmnnn yoouu Grooveerr.

I listened as my fingers clicked on the letters to spell "WHERE IN THE LIVING FUCKING HELL ARE YOU FAM???!!!1 OR ARE YOU NOT FUCKIN SMART ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT AT 2 O FUCKIN CLOCK YOU SHOULD BE HERE YOU CUNT." (Desi is a very angry person) It was only then that I read an unseen message above it.

I read it multiple times, trying to figure out what it was, but no matter how many times I read it, my stupid, tired brain didn't let me. After the Hundredth mother fuckin attempt, it wasn't long before I crawled beneath the pepe blankets, I feel asleep.