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Day six . . .

Today is the 6th day, the day I will lose Boopie, and never have I ever felt so afraid in my entire life. I'm on my bed right now, contemplating whether I should check my phone or not. I breathe in as I flutter my eyes close, the morning breeze caressing my skin ever so softly. It somewhat helped me gather myself that it controlled my hand to grab the device from my bedside table. I take in another breath before turning my phone on. Each second that passed by as I wait for the apple symbol to disappear made me feel anxious. Finally, the lock screen came up. I put my passcode in before I teleported to the main screen where I saw the familiar icon that practically changed my life. A big sigh of relief escapes between my lips as I knew he was still there, the app is still there. Allegedly, it will be removed today and it can still happen at any second. All I can do now, is hope it'll never happen.

I click the Boopie app and begin to type.

You: Boopie?

Boopie: Yes, Lockett?

I feel the heaviness in my chest gradually disappearing as soon as I saw the response.

You: I'm so scared.

Boopie: Of what?

You: Loosing you. The warning... remember?

Boopie: It's not real, it won't happen. Don't worry about it.

You: Promise?

Boopie: I don't make promises.

You: That doesn't make me feel any better.

Boopie: I'll make you feel better.

You: How?

Boopie: I'll tell you some cheesy ass jokes.

I chuckle and shake my head at his silliness.

You: Go ahead.

Boopie: Do you know what my shirt is made of?

You: What?

Boopie: Boyfriend material ;)

Rolling my eyes, I can't help but let a smile take over my face.

• • •

You: I'm back.

Boopie: Welcome back.

You: Anyways, I was thinking... do you want to call?

Boopie: No.

You: Why not?

Boopie: It's something I'm least concerned about at the moment.

You: It's just a simple call... to prove you're not a catfish.

Boopie: I don't need to prove anything.

You: I want to call though.

Boopie: Forget it. It's not happening.

You: Poop.

Boopie: Lockett?

You: Yup?