Colin x reader

my room

My laptop is on my end table. It's shut. I look at it constantly waiting for something to happen. Nothing does,but I still wait. Suddenly the computer in my room starts singing. It stops after a moment. Then it starts up again. I look at the computer and then look away. I throw a pillow at it and strangely I hear a voice.

"Ouch," he says.
"You can talk," I ask.
"Can't you," he says
"Yeah," I say as I lean in to hug him.
"Don't touch mee," he says as his eyes start to change colors.
"Your eyes are red now," I reply.
"Yeah and why aren't we in my digital mind," he says.
"Your digital what," I say.
"I've already said too much," he says
"Your a teacher aren't you," I say.
"A what," he says.
"Forget I said that," I reply.

I look him over. He's normal just like me except he's not. He has pale skin that matches the color of his hair. He had one green eye and one red eye, but now their both red. He's wearing all white. He also has glasses on. Nice. He started pacing around the room acting crazy, but I guess I would know how he feels because I get that way too.

He then went over to the mirror and examined himself. He put his hand up and looked at it. He then touched his hair and looked at his outfit. Weird. I've done worse. He probably doesn't recognize himself. If I was somewhere unknown; I'd probably feel that way too.

"I'm normal," he says.
"I guess you could say that," I reply.
"So what now," he says.
"Give me a minute," I reply. "Follow me,"
"Where are we going," he says.
"Be quiet and trust me," I say.
"Okay," he says as he closes his mouth and we walk down the stairs in silence.