talk to me; | robin skinner/cavetown

[fifty-nine]

[in the middle - dodie]

( your point of view )

"how does this look?" i showed another outfit to chloe. it was a beige coloured dress with a collar and a grey cardigan.

"looks a little too bright..." chloe went to the closet then tried looking for more. "your dress shouldn't be that bright if you're going to be in a music video—well, depending on the director." she then took the blue sweater and gave a look on it. "this sweater looks familiar. i swear to god, you got lots of sweaters inside your closet."

"i would rather not wear that." i immediately grabbed the clothing hanger of the sweater and placed it back.

"it's from robbie's." chloe smirked as she crossed her arms.

"okay, you got me." i sat down at the end of my bed. "he just gave it to me when i stayed to his house for a while, nothing serious or anything." i shrugged it off. chloe sat next to me and sighed.

"do you like him?" chloe asked straightforwardly, which made me open my eyes wide.

why do people ask me this every time? "no..." i nervously laughed as i looked down. "...maybe?"

"when are you gonna tell him?"

"tell him what?"

"that you like him, for pete's sake!" she shouted, making me shush her since i didn't want my parents to know that. "sorry, my bad."

"i don't, i really don't." i denied the fact that i actually do like him; it was better keeping it to yourself and suppress the feeling of it. "hold on, what about... this?" i took a brown flannel from my closet and placed it on my bed.

"hmm... do you have any of those dungaree dresses?" chloe asked then started to find one in the closet.

"yeah, right here." i took the black dungaree dress from the left then threw it on the bed. chloe picked the clothes up then placed it on top of me. 

"yeah, this looks better. it suits your hair colour too." chloe smiled as she fixed my hair a little (i slightly dyed my whole hair dark purple). "what shoes will you be wearing?" both of us went out of my room then head downstairs. she was going to stay in the uk for a while so i asked her if she could visit me and hang out for a while, so of course, she answered yes.

"uh... i have these doc martens that i've never worn yet so i might wear these with those sheer tights i've been keeping on my drawer," i pointed upstairs as both of us sit on the couch. 

chloe chuckled. "oh my god, i just realised you literally would look like a hipster from 2014 when you wear it with a choker." she took a few strands of her hair, placed it on her nose, and acted like those typical tumblr girls back in those days.

"shush, quiet. i'm playing super smash bros." my brother tapped on chloe's shoulder as he continued button smashing the controller. "i'm trying to kill isabelle."

"you monster." chloe gasped.  both of us were talking about animal crossing last night for like, two hours. clearly, this just shows how much we were hyped for new horizons. "i'm just gonna go get some water to drink, be right back." chloe headed to the kitchen.

i unlocked my phone then scrolled through my twitter notifications, it felt kinda weird having a lot of followers since i feel like i'm going to get judged at any second when i post something. all i do is retweet memes, anyway.

chloe made a tweet a while ago where she mentioned me and most of her followers were commenting a lot of gay stuff, making me wheeze.

@kidzwithbugz: hi @y/n i love you please love me back 🥺👉👈