BEN drowned x reader (Threads) [Complete]

CH.1 "find a thread to pull"

PSA; THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN ON JUNE 11TH IN 2016 SO IT'S KIND OF OLD AND WAS MY FIRST STORY MADE WHICH IS WHY IT'S KIND OF HORRIBLY WRITTEN BUT I CAN PROMISE YOU IT GETS BETTER UNTIL THE END, YOU CAN FIND IT ON QUOTEV WERE IT WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN. oh and it was completed, so if you just clicked on it when i first publish this you're probably gonna have to be refreshing for the rest of the chapters. thank you for reading, adios

11.25.19 UPDATE - IT IS BEING REWRITTEN ! YOU CAN FIND THE REWRITE IN MY PUBLISHED !!

You chuckled, shifting slightly on your chair. It was late at night and your internet friend, Jordan, had decided to Skype call you. He had been telling you about the time him and his ex girlfriend tied a string to a potato and tied it on the monkey bars at a elementary school playground once. You thought it was hilarious due to the fact that those poor kids came to recess one day and got confused because of the potato being there. It must have been a good time. You had to settle down from laughing, you were sore. "We came back the next day to check on it, the potato was no where to be found but the string was still there." he chuckled, you watched his video from the side of the screen. Jordan was decent looking, he had brown, fluffy hair, hazel eyes, and there was freckled scattered across his face. He was wearing a maroon sweater. It fit him awfully well. You smiled. "I wish I could've been there."

you said softly. "It would have been better if you were, y/n!" he laughed and halted himself. You looked at him confused. "Oh, before I forget. I sent you a game cartridge in the mail. It should arrive pretty soon. I mean, you have wanted that game for awhile and I found it in my old attic so-"
"is it Majora's mask?" you cut him off and he nodded, smiling warmly. "Yeah, and I gotta go by the way. I gotta go to a date and I uh- yeah. I hope you have a good time with your new game, y/n." he waved and ended the video call without you saying goodbye. You shrugged, Jordan always ended calls without proper goodbyes. You were use to it. You shook your head and got off your chair and decided to go check the mail to see if the cartridge had arrived and if not then oh well. You can wait. You smiled and skipped off, grabbing your apartment keys and leaving your humble abode to walk
downstairs and check the mail. Which of course when you got all the way down there, there was no package. Just letters and bills. Whatever, you just scoffed and took whatever was there and hurried back to your room. You would have to wait until the morning. You kinda just threw on your favorite pajamas and finally decided to sleep.