Life is Just Another Rom-Com (a dofia fanfiction)

an introduction

Well, golly. The world really did love them.

They were under this quarantine, Dove thinks she could handle it, she changes her mind, she fucking can't. She's done way too many tiktoks, spent so much time on Twitter, ran out of some coffee and Thomas was just an annoying little shit.

One more funny thing about this is, having to quarantine with your ex might sound like the biggest mistake one could ever do but, honestly? This was one of the few reasons why Dove was thankful that she and Thomas agreed to pay rent together until the end of the month before he moves out because look, if he wasn't here and she's all alone, she would've died of boredom.

"Thomas, for the last fucking time, act like Scott Disick." She grumbles as she holds up the camera, her ex rolls his eyes, "You're just taking advantage of my mustache." He frowns, covering his face as Dove sighs, "Fine. How about this, I'll let you grow that... thing, without me trying to shave it off while you're asleep." She says, a little too hesitant as she points at his mustache, he grins triumphantly.

"Well, you got a deal, then, my dear ex." He chuckles, shaking her hand as they continued doing their Tiktok. Honestly, Thomas was just waiting for that deal to strike. He looks good with the mustache and no one can take it away from him. It's his thing now.

He smiles at Dove, noticing her smile, her dimples and those green eyes reflecting under the fluorescent lights. He should be hurt, he should be sad, down, wanting her back. His heart was supposed to ache but it doesn't. And it's funny, how they seemed to move past everything in just a snap like it was the easiest thing in the world, how at first, it was a random day, they were just eating junk and watching a movie when he says, "Do you still want this?"

She was taken aback at that moment, he remembers seeing her hesitate for a bit until she sighs, defeated, shaking her head, telling him that she doesn't want this anymore. It was supposed to be awkward, it was supposed to be hurting but really, he just wants her to realize that there's someone so much better for her. Maybe they still don't know who it is now, but they'll come. They'll come not just for her but also for him. Sometimes you just have to wait for all the doors to open, and they don't usually, but when that one specific door comes, you know it's the one meant for you.

Sofia grumbles to herself, banging her head on the pillow as she stares at the time, she closes her eyes, mumbling to herself and wanting to just have everything like they were used to. Usually, at nine o'clock in the evening, she'd be out somewhere, maybe watching a movie, maybe going shopping, catching up with friends, you know? But no. There's a quarantine and she's all alone.

Pau's gone home, she's stuck in Los Angeles alone, Joey's the only one she has and she's literally cleaned the whole house out of boredom. It's so fucking boring today, like, she opens Netflix, Hulu, Disney+ or any of her other streaming platforms and it seems like she's watched every single thing. She opens her Spotify, she hears the same song over and over. She opens Twitter, she sees the same thing again and again.

"Joey, high five." She says monotonously, giving up on even trying to have Joey do a high-five but out of the blue, he does. She gasps, standing up, scrambling to her feet as she stared at him with wide eyes. His fluffy head was cocked to the side, an equivalent of a smile on his face as Sofia stared at him, jaw dropping to the ground.

She raises her hand again and this time, with no command, no hesitations, Joey puts up his paw against her palm. She squeals, "Yes!" She chuckles, doing it over and over that she was pretty sure Joey would hate her for eternity.

She smiles at him, patting his head and putting him on her lap as she opened the TV, somehow, this time, she wasn't bored anymore, she doesn't find everything boring, maybe somehow that's her thinking everything's normal again. She just wants someone to talk to. She just wants someone to tell her their outrageous stories. Someone to tell her stupid things, up all night until they're tired. That's all she's asking for. Someone to have, someone to talk to, someone other than her sister, other than her dog.