Sup.
He said "Sup", What the fuck kind of joke is this?, "Do I know you...?" You asked this man, he shrugs and sits on your couch. "Uh, excuse me what are you doing?" You narrow your eyebrows in an angry expression. "Relaxing, you would expect that from running so much."
Running? ... Huh.. "Running? What do you mean? who were you running from?" You asked, though it really isn't none of your business. He looks at you. "Not were; Am, I'm running from these things... " "Things?? What are they and who are they?!" You whisper yell, damn you're a nosy bastard. The man looks at you and sighs. "Friend, I don't really know what they are but they kill- and I'm not getting killed by them. And they Were people... But I think their mind just doesn't.. Yea know.. Work anymore"
Anymore? What does he mean? Is he rambling on about how he's running from a retarded psycho killer? Or is this a joke? "hmm... Okay then... But why are you here?" You ask. "The neighbors have also lost their mind.... Hey, friend is your television and internet working?" He asks you, Fucking sweet! he's probably a computer junkie like you. Awesomesauce! "I dunno, lets see." you walk towards your TV and bend over to turn it on, You would of turned it on with the remote but you lost it because you're an idiot.
The television flicks on and it's fuzzy and that annoying 'ZZZZUZZZZZZZ' sound is coming out, "Dammit the TVs fucked.." You mumble to yourself and turn it off. "Awww..." You hear that man mumble. "What? why are you 'Aww'ing?" "Because I wanted to watch something...." You roll your eyes. "Ugh, idiot.. Look, if you want to stay in My house then at least tell me your name. " You say, He looks at you and sighs. "My name's Ryan Terry, but I go by Cry."
Cry.. That's a cute nickname. You smile "I'm Y/N L/N." You tell Cry your name. He chuckles. "That's a cute name." Cry says, it makes you blush and laugh. "Thanks ... heh.. Uh, I'll be right back. I'm gonna go get a shower." You start walking off, but Cry grabs your arm "Wait! can I come with you...?"
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Dead Love .:Cryaotic X Reader:. (Zombie Apocalypse Style)~SLOW UPDATES~
FanficYou- an outgoing but quite shy twenty-five year old whose an nerd for the internet. You honestly just sit on your laptop all day and message people on websites, but would this all change by a masked man and an outbreak? How did this outbreak happen...
