Well, I Work For You Now! {Joshdub X Reader}

|H-heartbreak I guess????|

It's been 3 friggin days. Josh STILL hasn't texted back. Wtf I'm freaking out.

The girl threw her diary- JOURNAL onto the floor. The thud made her frown as she stared at it. A loud sigh escaped her un-taken-care-of lips. She glanced at the door. "Should I...?" She asked herself. As if going outside was crime. (Whoopi doopi doo!) Her bottom lip pursed out and she angled her jaw. Raising a brow, in a very comical confused fashion, she heard a knock.
'The hell? Visitors? I didn't order anything.'
She thought so lowly of herself that -only to her mind you- no one, not even family would want to visit her.

She jogged down the stairs, slipping but stumbling back up. Fumbling with her clothes and rubbing her face down with her hands to look somewhat presentable, she looked at the door. " 'Ello?"
The indistinguishable voice of....

You guessed it...

The pizza delivery man answered. "I got an order for 'Y/N'?"

What? She hadn't ordered anything today. Why would- hell she was too lazy to even get up to g r a b her phone! "Uhm, ya think ya got the wrong address maybe? But accidentally the same name?" Her grammar failed. Social anxiety decided to kick her right in the throat in that moment. A lump formed. She opened the door.
"Naw, I'm pretty sure the guy ordering said YOUR address. Also, Narrator is better than Josh." He tossed the pizza box and walked away, through the gate and into his car. As he drove away, she paused, questioning her friendship with Narrator. 'I'ma text him about this later...'

She shut the door and sighed. Locking it, she finally went in the kitchen and smiled. Some good Margarita pizza. Average, but a pizza l e g e n d.

She demolished it in about 20 minutes.

After watching 2 John Wick movies and drinking so much Coco Cola to the point that was all she could smell, she waddled up the stairs to find her phone on the floor. It was buzzing and shaking with all sorts of bull...

¤YouTube
¤Reddit
¤Twitter
¤Joshdu-

"Huh, what'd he say..." She slapped in the password and read the text.

'Sup. You done with the sample...?'

She internally panicked. The sample was done, yes, but she decided to add a complimentary clip from the video aswell. But that wasn't finished.

'Uhm no not yet.. I need a day srry :<'

On the other side, she could feel herself step into the shoes of Josh. Standing in the hallway, just outside the kitchen. He scoffed - just as she had invisioned. She snapped back to reality with a small frown. She thought she was crazy, she wasn't wrong. Waiting for a reply back, Y/n set the phone in her pocket and walked back downstairs, chilling.
She felt... wierd all of a sudden.

Strange really. Like... something was up. She new nothing bad had happened and nothing dramatic had happened this year (wInK wOnK), but she felt a presence of gloom. Trying to cheer her self up and went to the kitchen to eat a premade cack from the fridge. She felt better but...

"CRAP I FORGOT TO SEND THE THING!"

She dashed upstairs leaving the cake for the emptiness of her house. She stumbled into her room, doing the twisty thing your body does when it's trying to stay balanced. Downloading the file and sending it over and decided to send the clip later was a he hassle. She had worked hard on the thing, what if he didn't like it...

________

And hour later she got a text.

'I don't like it that much...'

Wait... what?

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Heya! I'm back with another trash pile-o-trash! I'm writing these stories on my phone so sorry if it's garbage... Anyhoo, feel free to stab me-
Have a good day <3