Chapter Four: Asshole

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Vana: Hey, Parker. That's your name right? I didn't mean to ask such a personal question, well I mean I did mean to ask it..because I asked it. I just mean I didn't know how you would react to me asking it- sorry, I was rambling. The point is, I didn't realize how rude and uncalled for that was. I'm sorry. I really hope we could get to know each other. 

Parker: It's alright.

Vana: Really?! Thank god you responded I was so worried.

Parker: I would tell him you said thank you, but he's pretty busy lately.

Vana: That's not what I meant lol

Parker: I know, but I was feeling insecure and didn't know what to say, so I tried to think of something funny, so I didn't say something stupid.

Vana: Me

Parker: "Me"? It's not you, it's me

Parker: But not me as in you, me as in me

Vana: omg, I said me because I can relate.

Parker: Then why not just say "relatable"

Vana: cause I wanted to say me.

Parker: but it's not you, it's me!

Vana: UGhhHhh- 

Parker: oops, hah

Vana: You're annoying as hell

Parker: I mean hell is pretty hot, so I see why you're comparing it to me.

Vana: I'm going to drink bleach.

Parker: Try tide pods, I heard they taste better.

Vana: WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT COMEBACKS?

Parker: I'm not that good, I don't know. I guess years of watching/ stalking people argue on the internet gave me some talent.

Vana: Watching people on the internet? 

Parker: Yep, Twitter, Facebook, Skype, Instagram, tumblr, discord, Pinterest, Snapchat, YouTube. I mean, once you're dead your really have nothing to accomplish in life, so..my favorite hobby is snooping through people's personal lives. It's quite fun actually.

Vana: well that's not weird at all..

Parker: Don't judge me there isn't a lot of things to do when you're dead. I did all the cool stuff in the first year.

Vana:  I suppose that's a good reason

Parker:  Trust me, it is.

Vana: I still can't believe I'm talking to a ghost

Vana: Shit, my bad * spirit 

Parker: At least you corrected yourself. What's not to believe?

Vana: I don't know..it's just crazy- and hard to explain.

Parker: I get it, I make you speechless.

Vana: Boi, If you don't stfu lol

Parker: You have a nice smile.

Vana covered her smile, looking around the room wondering where he was. 

Vana: WTF

Parker: Among other things.

Vana: HEY, DON'T BE A PERV. I WAS STARTING TO LIKE YOU.

Parker: Like me? Oh, really?

Vana: NO, NOT LIKE  THAT I MEANT LIKE YOU AS IN THINKING YOU WERE COOL-I mean NOT THAT YOU ARENT COOL OR THAT I THOUGHT YOU- Nevermind..

Parker: Don't worry, I understand lol

Vana:  Do you really though?

Parker: eh, welp have fun feeling awkward for the rest of the night. I gotta fly, talk you you later V.

Vana: You're an asshole. 

Parker: Yeah, But I get nicer the more you get to know me. I'm one of THOSE people. 

Vana: Imma screenshot that and send it to you when you start being mean to me.

Parker: Lol okay, but really I gotta go. Toodles~

Parker is now offline

Vana quickly opened the camera app on her phone, looking around the room to see if he was still there. And of course, there he was. Right next to her book self. "Asshole" Vana muttered. Parker looked at her laughed, waved and went through the window. She sighed and smiled. Do I really have a nice smile tho? She giggled at the thought of the earlier conversation. I wonder where he went...She shrugged it off and continued her day. Subconsciously thinking about her ghost friend. 

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 23, 2018 ⏰

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