One cloudy morning in Los Angeles, Mark receives a random text from an anonymous . He unwillingly answers it, creeped out and shaken by the situation, and they end up adapting to each other. Mark having still barely any idea who the texter is, for s...
Notes: Hi there! This is my first fanfiction, and in my mind it's of course septiplier. Actually, it's probably the first story that I spent time to write, set up, and publish online even. I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Anyway, I have nothing more to say now. I hope you enjoy the chapter. Have fun! *wavey hands* o o o
*bzzz* *bzz* *bz* SLAM!
Mark, being the absolute idiot that he always was, slammed his hand on top of the alarm clock, knocking it over the bed and breaking it. Even after that, there was still a faint buzzing sound. After maybe 2 minutes of pondering and looking around, looking for what it is, he realized it was his phone.
In his lap. Vibrating intensely.
He groaned groggily and readjusted himself up, waking up from a not so great dream. After adjusting to the environment he was in, he stretched his arms and made a great big yawn.
He looked down at his phone. Who could be texting this late..? Maybe it was Jack or Bob. Maybe even Wade.
Mark paused his sighing for a minute and looked down at the phone screen, still lit up after his wonderful montage of waking up.
One New Message. Unknown Hello.
Mark blinked. This was weird. Who was this?
"The hell?" He managed to huff out.
He grabbed his phone with his left hand and swiped it with the other. Entering his password, septiplieraway, he unlocked the phone and instantly clicked on the messages button.
The text was shown before him, and he eyed it in suspicion. Reluctant, he answered back.
Who're you?
He put his thumb on send, moving it up and delivering it to the anonymous texter.
Your worst nightmare.
Mark furrowed his eyebrows, his eyes wide open. He was confused, threatened, and worried, but at the same time, you could definitely say that he thinks it's 'a load of bullhonkey.'
He took a deep breath through his nose, and continues to answer back.
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Because.
The person replied.
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Because what? >
< Because you'll hate me so much after it.
Why on Earth would I hate you? I don't even know you. >
< Exactly. Look, it's for the best anyway. < Did I wake you up late? I'm sorry. Time zones suck balls!
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Well that was interesting. First, he gives a care for waking him up, but he's also highly immature too. What is this, a joke?
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I'm fine. It was a horrible dream anyway. >
< What was it about?
Getting rejected by the one I love. >
< Who was it?
A guy who's supposed to be just my friend, yet I wish it was more. >
