Requested By: TrashedReality
Fresh sighed as he finished packing the last of his things, looking at all of the bags that he had, which wasn't much. He had about two bags. One bag was full of his clothes and the other was filled with some other items, like a toothbrush, toothpaste and what not.
His family was very poor and his parents were never able to get great jobs so they didn't have much. They lived in a small, old trailer that they could barley afford along with some other things. Fresh, of course, got a job of his own and helped with pay for things but they still didn't make a lot of money. Even though he helped with money, he felt like he was being a burden to them. His parents would have more money if he wasn't there so he would move out.
On normal circumstances, Fresh wouldn't be able to move out. He didn't have nearly enough money to live in an apartment or anything but this wasn't a normal circumstance. He had been talking to someone online for about two years. He didn't have internet on his phone so he always connected to some nearby free WiFi network. It was a sketchy network, but he would take the risk of using it if it meant he could keep talking to his online friend.
His online friend's name was Error. Fresh didn't have any friends and even though he had his parents he was often lonely so one day he decided to download a random chat app so he could meet people and talk to them. It was really a gay dating app, but he didn't care if he could get a friend out of it. Plus, he was gay so one friendship might lead to something else given time.
Out of all of the people Fresh talked to, Error was the one that really stuck with him. He was suspicious at first because he knew it was possibly to get cat fished by someone random or some creepy old man so he was careful with what he said to Error.
Once they had gotten to talking around for a year, Error had asked if Fresh could send a picture of himself, right now. Fresh didn't necessarily say no but he made Error send him a couple of pictures first to make sure Error was actually the person in his profile picture. Fresh searched up all of the pictures that Error had sent him on google and they seemed legit so he sent Error a few pictures of himself in return.
A few weeks later, the app got an update and a video call feature was added. The two had texted back and forth about video calling the first day the feature was added but they were both hesitant even though they had sent pictures back and forth multiple times. There was always that small chance that the person in the picture was the Error's brother or something and he was letting him use his pictures. After talking about it for a couple of days, they finally got on a call together. They were both relieved to see the person they expected and not someone else.
As they continued to chat, they opened up to each other more now that they were positive they were actually talking to who they thought they were. Error had leaned about Fresh's situation quickly and told him he could come and live with him if he wanted to.
Fresh was hesitant to accept. He would be happy to live with Error and be with him all the time. He couldn't say that he didn't develop feelings for Error during the two years they had been talking, but he didn't want to be a burden. He declined Error's offer for that reason, telling him why so he wouldn't ask why after.
Error came up with a solution and told Fresh that he could help him pay the mortgage each month and do some work around the house in exchange for staying with him. That way Fresh could be helping him out and not feel like he was being a burden. Fresh thought over his decision and then accepted after considering what Error had told him.
So here he was, grabbing his bags and shuffling into a very old car that somehow still worked to make a twelve hour drive to where Error lived. Fresh had started to save up money for gas during the trip since he knew he would need it. He felt bad because he knew his parents could use the money, but he kept saving anyway. He would be using it for something good.
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ErrorFresh OneShots
Short StoryJust a bunch of ErrorFresh and a few other Sanscest OneShots! Cover made by darkfucker on tumblr! *I wrote this when I was 14. Don't expect much.