Sadness Hotline || Ethan Nestor x Reader

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Ethan, no!

Please don't leave me!

I can't be here alone!

I-I just can't.

Then I woke up. A nightmare, just a nightmare.

I woke up with tears soaking my eyes. Ethan was asleep on his floor wrapped in a blanket.

I laid back down, covering myself with a blanket I assume Ethan left me before he went to sleep. I checked my phone laying next to me. It was 5 a.m.

I sat awake for 10 minutes, calming down. I then leaned over and tapped Ethan.

"Hey. I'm bored." I poked his cheek.

Ethan slowly stirred awake. "Noooo. Go back to sleep." He groaned.

I laughed lightly, "You can't tell me what to do."

"Hey I can persuade you." He snickered.

"Mhm, and how would you do that, Blueboy." I smirked.

"There's many ways, Y/n." He chuckled, getting up and walking to his kitchen.

"That sounds a little flirty there, Nestor." I laughed lightly.

"Maybe it was, maybe it wasnt." He said pouring milk into some cereal.

Then he walked over to me, and handed me the cereal.

"Thanks, Blueboy."

"Ye, ye." He laughed.

"Dork." I said, taking a bite of my cereal.

He's a cute dork though.