You just moved to brooklyn or wherever the fuck etika lives in new york. You we're at the apartment building and you saw a young adult idk what theyre called walking in. He looked at you with your luggage and offered to help and you accepted. "So, what floor?" He asked, i think he got a boner too "6" (idk floors) i responded 'Damnnn she hot' was what he was thinking "Oh that's my floor too, what room number?" he asked "Room 605" i replied "oh thats next to mine, maybe we can chill sometime" "sure heres my number " i replied and he helped me and i headed off to my room.
The next day around 3 pm i got a text
"You doing anything tonight, This is Etika"
"I'm not doing anything you wanna hang out?"
"Sure just come over to my apartment its 504"
"Okay"
Around 7 pm i headed over to etika's
"Hey" He said
"Hi" i responded
I came in and stuff and we talked we got a pizza
"You wanna play some smash?" He asked
"Hell yeah"
After playing some smash you realized he had another boner
"Why dont we play smash in your room?" You winked
Wink wonk please fucking end me
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etika x reader
Fanfictionfucking kill me now but yknow its my boy etika JOYCONBOYZ In honor of Etika, even if this is some cringe shit, I decided to reupload this piece of art. I might keep it for a week, for a month, maybe forever it all depends Rest in peace Desmond "Eti...
