Pet Shop [Joshler]

Sunday, 1:47 p.m.

Word Count: 614
I'm sorry it's been so long!!!!!!!

I sat at my newly organized desk, eating a bowl of my newly purchased Fruit Loops, and staring down at the newly acquired contact with the kitten emoji next to it in my phone.

    The rest of Saturday had gone by at a pleasant rate, not going too fast for my liking. I had finished my shopping and unpacked once home. The rest of my day had been spent writing in my journal, watching netflix, and overthinking about how nice it would be if I wouldn't have to go back to work or class on Monday. I also hadn't moved other than to go to the bathroom or to replenish my stash of snacks.

    Today I had spent most of my morning laying in bed, scrolling through twitter and various other apps and had failed to get out of bed until around noon. It was now 1:47 and I was just eating breakfast after showering.

    I had been sitting at my desk for at least twenty minutes, trying and failing time and time again to come up with a message to send to Josh. Obviously, I was incredibly antisocial and awkward and self conscious, so anything I wrote and attempted to send, I ended up deleting and typing something different because I thought it wasn't good enough. At least I could blame Blurryface for that.

    I stared at the soft blue-white glow that emanated from the screen. My current message to the green haired man, all typed and ready to be sent, was 'Hey Josh, this is Tyler,' but of course, that wasn't good enough. Would he think I was too proper if I capitalized our names? Or would he think I was just rude if I didn't? Should I explain why I'm texting him? But then again, I didn't really have a reason and I figured 'I miss you' wouldn't be appropriate.

    I sighed and removed the coma, twisting my mouth up as I read over the text again and again, analyzing it until it was boring and dull and the most uninteresting person in the world. I had already had a hundred different versions of the same text, so how was I supposed to come up with something else? The answer was that I wasn't. So I should just get over it and send the message already. He wouldn't have given me his number if he wouldn't have wanted me to text him, right?

    I took a deep breath in an attempt to get over my stupid nerves. It was just a text. A harmless little four word statement. And then Josh would message me back and we'd likely have a nice conversation.

    I looked away and pressed the send button.

//X//

    Josh never answered. I wasn't expecting him to have responded immediately or even in the next half an hour. But then it was six and I was eating dinner and my phone had zero new notifications no matter how many times I checked it.

    And now I was laying in bed staring at my ceiling, wondering what I had said wrong.

    I knew it was probably just because Josh was busy, couldn't get to his phone right now. But the Blurryface would say, 'Or he just hates you,' and I would get nervous all over again.

    I didn't realize that my eyes were drooping shut until I was half asleep and I a buzzing noise next to my ear jolted me fully awake.

    My phone's screen was lit up, displaying that, finally, I had one new notification. The contact had a kitten emoji next to it.

    "Hey Tyler sorry I didn't get back to you sooner. How are you?"

A/N

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