Sienna | Eric
Solar Solar Solar
What is it now?
What are you doing?
Eric, tell me what is the time?
Uhh... 11.30.
That's right, bed time.
Huh? But but.
You should go to sleep earlier, you know. It's bad for your body if you stay up late.
:( I know but...
But what?
I want to chat with you.
... You're chatting with me now.
I can't stop thinking about you.
... I know?
I want to know what you look like and I want to know more about you.
...stalker much?
Dream about me.
... okay...
I think I like you.
Huh?
Wait what?
I guess I like you too?
No. Not like that. I feel as if I can't-
Sorry, I must flee now.
Gnight and sweet dreams, Solar.
Wait what?!
Eric!
You can't just leave me hanging!
Wtf.
---
Sienna chucked her phone to the side of her bed before stuffing her face with her own pillow.
Did she just read what she thought she read?
I think I like you.
She smiled at the words, the embarrassment invading her cheeks before faltering at her own insecurity.
No way. It was impossible.
No one liked her and she knew it. She convinced herself of it.
He said it but he probably didn't feel it like she did. Right?
Either way, it was too early to make judgements. She would play it neutral until it was confirmed. Until they were confirmed. She didn't want to break another relationship as a result of her frivolous imagination.
She could never again.
She would never again.
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