Colby POV
Today was a chill day. I've been doing absolutely nothing except editing in Sam's bedroom. I wanted to talk to Sam really badly. "Sam. Sam" nobody replied. I felt lonely. "Sup Colby. Sorry about the late reply. Also, you're slowly taking over my bedroom. I may be dead but I still love my bedroom to bits and privacy is compulsory." Sam echoed. "Sorry." I laughed. "You better be" he echoed back. "When are you gonna leave me?" I was scared to hear his reply. "Soon when I feel like you're ready to move on from my death." He echoed. "I never will you will be stuck with me even after death." I responded. "Trust me you will move on." He echoed. I sighed. "I'll rather kill myself and join you." This is actually a great idea. " I won't let you." He echoed. "Thanks Sam for ruining my plan" he laughed.
Sorry that its really short. :-)
