𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐆𝐔𝐍 |-/ austler (texting)

twenty nine.

"night, chandler," the attendant smiles at the boy across the balcony, handing him his purchases. "where's your friend?"

"night, phil. cray had a date tonight. so she sent me to do the hard work."

the old man laughs at him, pressing buttons on the cashier machine.

"that's good! you are both young and smart. you both should date as much as you can. it's nice to be young. enjoy it."

"thanks for the advice, phil. i gotta go now. bye!" chandler waves at him leaving the grocery store.

he checks them again trying to remind if he forgot something. he got milk, eggs and chocolate. everything he and cray needed for the week. it was nice living with his bestfriend since they had the same tastes even for food. no extra costs. no fights over the pizza flavor. great.

he crossed the street calmly, ready to go home and watch some old movies before going to sleep, when his phone started to vibrate in his pocket. he grasps the plastic bags with the left hand so he can reach it.

austin96 sent you a friend request.

chandler clench his eyes thinking about how weird it sounded. he didn't had time to think more about it because austin voice arised behind him, making him turn back immediately.

"do you need any help, ch?"

chandler frozen.

austin keeps staring at him in silence. he analyzes the big round blue eyes and starts to resemble it to the same person whom used to message him randomly in the middle at night, the person from the pictures, the good ol person who would make one sexual joke per minut. hell, he was that person. how could austin be so blind?

chandler tried to say something but, for the first time, he have been left speachless.

"i said," austin repeats loudly. "do you need any help, CH?"

"no, no i don't" he pulls back. "i really don't."

he is about to run when austin grabs his arm, telling him to wait. but chandler screams, he is too nervous to think about anything.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" he imposes. austin recoils also scared.

he watches chandler leaves quickly without looking back. so he wonders if approach him like that was the right thing to do, and everything he can says resumes to one word:

"shit."