As you sit in silence with the man you had met on complete accident, you realize that something about him was a bit more off than you had earlier thought. He looked down at the beautiful cat, but never at you, he almost looked as if he were constantly only half there, lost in thought, you believed. You decided to break the silence, "would you like to stay in touch? I have Twitter" (doesn't matter, you have it) he nods, and you exchange information and make a bit of small talk, getting to know each-other a bit, before you once again run off.
By the time you reached your flat you already nearly had an anxiety attack, you decided to tweet at him "Hey, Jack, it's me from earlier, y'know the chick who keeps running away!" you hoped that he would respond. Even though you didn't show it often you were terrified of people, Jack included, and you weren't sure how this thing would go, but you figured, 'Hey, it'd be nice to have a friend around here, since I'm alone, anyway.'. You pondered on this idea for a while before eventually getting up and changing into your pajamas to end this day already.
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BaptismOnFire x reader
RomanceWARNING, this is almost a joke! I made this book on a new account because I don't even want it on my main. This may also become a horror story, later on, so I may as well warn you.
