Narrator x reader
Today, I tell the story of a 120% hipster girl named, ________. You see, it's prom today, and she's wearing a (f/c) minidress with converse and huge nerd glasses. She's alone at prom, even though she looks completely beautiful.
"You really think so?" ______ asked and blushed. Which made her look crazy to everyone else because they can't hear me, I'm only a figment of her imagination.
"Wait what?!" __________ died a little on the inside.
"Who are you talking to?" (Friend's name) asked. Silly (friend's name), it's me; Narrator. That's who she's talking to.
"Would you just shut up for once?!" __________ yelled.
"Ok. Sorry...." (Friend's name) mumbled and walked away.
"Now look at what you've done! I'm going to kill you!" _________ yelled. Silly _________ you can't kill a voice. I'll be here forever.
YOU ARE READING
-= Lesbian Hetalia reader inserts =-
FanfictionReader inserts. Hollar for a dollar. Now doing requests again.
