"Hey" I heard a dark and scary and edgy voice from behind me say.
"wtf" I said, and I turned around thinking I was about to be murdered by a purple....handsome....psychopath.
Oh wait it was just ultra..... damnit
....Close enough
what the fuck am I thinking.
"Want to read lemons" I asked, I realized what I said and didn't know why and what had gotten into me.
"Sure" Ultra said, surprisingly. I think he's probably drunk because he agreed with me
I pulled out my hot, iPhone 7. (not sponsored) and yes, it was literally hot. It was overheating. It was communicating to me through heat waves because I am a flareon. It was a hoarse whisper in my ear. "kryss..... stop......reading.....gay.......fanfics........and leaving..... all.... your apps open........"
"What the fuck" I said out loud. Then I realized ultra was still next to me because he broke into my house for whatever reason.
YOU ARE READING
lemon
Romanceyes. ft. Ultra when you read this I just want you to imagine take on me being played violently on a shitty recorder in the background. :)
