WOSO Oneshot

Alessia Russo x Reader- Crossed Wires

You sat on the park bench, absorbed in your phone call with Alessia, headphones in, blissfully unaware of the world around you. The sun filtered through the leaves above, casting dappled shadows on the ground as you recounted the day's events.

"So, this guy walks into the office today wearing what can only be described as a neon monstrosity," you chuckled, your voice tinged with playful mockery. "I mean, I've seen better fashion choices on scarecrows!"

Alessia's laughter tinkled through the headphones, warm and infectious even from miles away. "Oh no, you didn't! Please tell me you didn't say that to his face."

You grinned, leaning back against the bench. "Nah, just to my colleague who shares my impeccable taste in sarcasm. But get this, right as I'm in the middle of my colourful commentary, this lady walks up to me, all offended like I'm talking about her."

Alessia's laughter turned into a full-blown giggle fit. "No way! What did you do?"

"I tried to explain, but she was convinced I was dissing her outfit. It was so awkward," you admitted, shaking your head at the memory. "I think she finally got it when I mentioned the scarecrow comparison."

The park around you hummed with life—children playing nearby, birds chirping in the trees—but your focus remained on Alessia's voice and the shared amusement between you. It was a rare moment of pure connection in a world that often felt too busy to pause and laugh.

Suddenly, a new voice broke through your headphones, cutting into your conversation. "Excuse me, but talking about people behind their backs isn't nice."

Startled, you looked up to find a woman standing in front of you, arms crossed and a disapproving frown etched on her face. For a split second, confusion gripped you until you realised she must have overheard your banter.

Before you could respond, Alessia's voice echoed through the headphones again, now filled with barely contained laughter. "Oh my goodness, are you being scolded by a stranger right now?"

You couldn't help but laugh at yourself, partly from embarrassment and partly from the absurdity of the situation. "Yeah, it looks like I accidentally offended someone nearby."

Alessia's laughter bubbled over again. "I wish I could see your face right now! This is too good."

Grateful for Alessia's light-hearted perspective, you managed to explain the misunderstanding to the woman, who eventually softened and even chuckled along with you. As she walked away, shaking her head but smiling, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the unexpected camaraderie that had emerged from a simple miscommunication.

"I swear, I have the weirdest luck sometimes," you sighed, finally able to relax back into the bench.

Alessia's voice was warm with affection. "Hey, weird luck makes for the best stories. Besides, now you have another tale to tell me later."

You smiled, feeling a warmth that had nothing to do with the summer sun. "True. Thanks for being my sounding board, even if it attracts unintended audiences."

"Anytime, my friend. Now, don't let any more unsuspecting listeners catch you off guard. And watch out for fashion victims!"

With a final laugh, you bid Alessia goodbye and tucked your phone away, content in the knowledge that even in a bustling park filled with strangers, true connections could still be found, one laugh at a time.