Omegle //ryden

video call bren p.o.v

Brendon sighed letting his head fall back on the worn out green sofa. Yet again had he fucked up a possible new friendship. He twiddled with the frayed end of his white shirt lost in thought.

"I have an idea!" He sprung forward with a wide toothy grin. He bent forward and grabed his sticker covered laptop from under the wooden coffee table.

Brendon was always bored in his small four bedroom house in the outskirts of LA. He'd rather be out partying, but his parents prevented him from doing that. They were out with the rest of his siblings on some sorta trip that Brendon forgot the details to. He was grounded and had to stay home for the weekend.

That didn't stop him from horsing around on the internet of course. His friend Gabe had told him about Omegle the other day and ever since he has been going on it as a distraction to pass the time. It was a good thing his brother was able to get pass the damned parental restrictions and told Brendon how to.

He balanced his laptop on his crossed legs, fiddling with a Green Day sticker on the bottom left corner. He typed in his password then pulled up the browser. He put in omegle.com in the search bar and tapped the fading enter key on his keyboard.

One constant thought ran through his conscience which was please let me run into ryan. He highly doubted it though figuring that would be very imposible with seven thousand users being online.

It seemed like forever had passed and that his esc. key would eventualy not be readable after how many times his finger stroked it. Brendon couldn't seem to find one intresting person yet and had to skip passed a few dicks that he just wasn't intrested in.

Finally he sees someone that seems relatively intresting. They sit in a bedroom that has quite a lot of posters on the wall, but it is organized in a way that gives it less of a teenager vibe. The guy that sits there leaning back on white pillows looks to be possibly Brendon's age or older. He feels as if he has seen this guy before, hut can't put his finger on it.

"Hi..." Brendon laughs nervously waving. He rubs his thigh lightly biting his lip as he looks over the guy. He was really attractive even though his features couldn't be completely seen since his room was only illuminated by his computer screen which he didn't sit very close to. Dark curly locks of hair hung in his face and bounced a bit as he laughed.

"You're cute..." the other male admits his lips curling a little small. "Sorry, I didn't mean to say that like that. I probably seem like a creep." His voice changes into a more of an awkward stutter. Brendon fell in love with the smoothness of his voice he didn't know a voice could be something he would love to play on repeat.

"Oh it's okay!" Brendon gleams leaning forward with his chin placed in his fists, elbows balanced on his thighs.