Obsession? I think Not. (Bob X Reader)

Chapter 5

Pov: Y/n

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RING!

RING!

RING!

You immediately sat up.

What's that ringing noise?

You looked off the side of your night stand to see it just being your phone.

Who the fuck is calling me at 12 AM?!

You opened it and answered it not even looking at the contact.

"Hello?" You said out to the caller, trying to hide your annoyance.

"Ah! I got worried when ya' didn't tell me you got home." The caller said.

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"Oh right! Sorry I just got home a bit later then expected and fell asleep forgetting to do so." You apologized to Bob.

"Oh don't ya' be sorry for that, you just forgot I'm just glad your still ok." He replied.

"Ok... well I'm going back to bed." You yawned hinting the small little conversation is over.

"Oh! Sorry for awakening ya' up darlin' goodnight." Bob said before you hung up placing the phone on your nightstand.

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I better get to sleep...

You turned on your side before falling deep into slumber.

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Light from the sun pecked at your eyes making you groan loudly.

You turned onto your side to avoid the lightness seeping through your blinds.

Wait...

You opened your eyes to see your still in the same place, same bed, and same world you were in just last night.

Are you fucking kidding me?!

Finally you stepped out of your comfy bed heading into your bathroom where the cold tiles nipped at your bare feet to do the usual hygiene routin as you did every morning.

I probably need to do some research on how to get out of this hell.

You stepped out of the bathroom heading downstairs to your living room.

I probably need to look into getting internet service here...

But first I need a job if I ever want to do some plans like that...

You sat back up from the couch heading upstairs ready to change into some different clothing.

Ding!

Who could that possibly be now...?

You walked up to your phone flipping it open seeing who could be texting you.

Of course it's Bob whose texting you...

Bob: Hey do you want me to give you a tour of the town?

You quickly pressed some form of words to come up with a sentence.

Y/n: Sorry I can't I already made some plans today and try to find me a job.

Yes! Now to go back to that job search!

Bob: Well maybe you can do a job offering at Boys & Grill?

I'm screwed, what do I even come up with?

Oh I know!

Y/n: Sorry but I can't I heard from some people is when they worked at a fast food place they gotten real bad acne from all the grease and oil used!

That might just be one of the best excuses you just used.

Bob: Oh okay good luck in finding a job!

He totally bought it, even though it sounded Hella weird...

You closed your phone and setting it on your nightstand walking over to your closet and getting changed.

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You walked out of the closet feeling a lot better than being in those clothes.

You walked over to your night stand putting your flip phone in your back pocket before slipping on some shoes, then heading down the stairs, out the door and locking it.

Unlike yesterday it was quite sunny and not as windy as yesterday.

It almost seemed...

Perfect...

Like the whole world was Utopia where all things was meant to be perfect.

But of course that wasn't true, there was a serial killer on the loose in this town and you just  happen to know who it was.

You remembered the candy store right near the walk to Boys & Grill, and you so happen to see a 'Help Wanted' taped against the window.

So what did you do?

You of course walked straight to Candy Club.

And maybe you'll find more of the characters in spooky month?

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Author's Note: most of the chapters might be this long, unless I can't seem to find a stopping point, also when you're texting Bob he won't have his southern accent, because most people with the accent don't text how they sound.

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