connorjfranta wants to face chat!
My eyes widen as I see that Connor wants to 'Face Chat' me. This isn't planned, what's he doing? I can't talk to him over Face Chat, I'll say something stupid. I look gross and I'm working on a song for Wild. The time runs out and the screen shrinks to our chat.
connorjfranta: you didn't answer
troyes: i know
connorjfranta: why didn't you
troyes: 1. i look like crap 2. i'm working 3. this wasn't organized at all
connorjfranta: you look fab all the time, take a break, and i'm sorry
troyes: no i don't, i guess, it's fine
connorjfranta wants to face chat!
I'm nervous as frick, but I press answer after I run my hand through my hair.
"Hiya," He smiles as his face takes up the screen. He looks really cute, with a black shirt and a black hat on. My words get stuck in my throat, so I just stare at him for a while.
"Hi." I manage to speak, glancing down at my notebook. I'm currently working on a song called Ease, which is probably one of my favorites out of the three I have so far. Wild, Ease, and Bite are all I've got as of now.
"You're a liar. You look fantastic." Connor states as he smiles some more. That smile, oh my gosh. I think out of the two pictures he's sent me, he isn't smiling in either one, so this is the first time I've seen it.
And now that I have? I know I'm screwed.
