it was a notification from twitter
*corpse is following you*
god, of course he found my account, then I remembered I don't even follow him back.
well shit this is embarrassing.<hey> he messaged me.
why was he reaching out? I though he didn't like me.
<hey> I wrote back with a confused look plastered on my face.
<today was fun, nice playing with u> now I was even more confused.
<didn't u keep tryna vote me out the whole time?> I asked
*read 5 minutes ago* is what I read the next time I checked my phone.
geez this man was annoying, maybe he was bipolar or something.With that, i put on my grey tank top and shorts and went to bed so I could be up nice and early the next morning. I liked having a good sleeping schedule, It made me feel more organised.
and then my phone went off again.
<ur not following me?> the text wrote, from corpse again.
<huh, I guess I'm not, didn't notice> I responded (lied) before quickly tapping on his profile and following his account.
Wow, I knew he was big but not that big.
He had almost 900k followers.
<not bad> I wrote.
<what isn't bad?> he wrote back.woops, sometimes I forget people can't actually look inside my brain to know what I'm thinking.
<hahah ur follower count> I explained.
<yeh we re tryna hit 1 mill soon, my fans are really strong so it probs won't be too long :)>
gosh this guy is a brag, he probably has some lame superiority complex and that's why he thinks he's better than me.
<sorry, u probs thing I'm tryna brag or something I'm really not lmao.>
<no I don't think that haha> maybe he could see inside my brain...
<I should get ur number> he said.
I agreed with him and we exchanged numbers and moved our chat over to iMessage.surprisingly we texted back and forth for a bit over an hour and found out we both lived in san Fransisco. We laughed about the possibility of bumping into each other. He was a surprisingly funny person, he even seemed kind of sweet considering he was a dickhead in the game before.
But eventually it was already 12 o'clock and I knew if I stayed up any longer to talk to him I would stuff up the sleep schedule I had worked so hard on.
So I told him I had to sleep and he told me he thought I was an alien for going to bed so early. I laughed at him before putting my phone on my bedside table and falling asleep.
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sweet ~ corpse husband
Romancecorpse x y/n "He's not like that, what is wrong with you?" "Oh what's wrong with me? I'm just looking out for you!" "Well stop! He's nothing like they think he is." "Oh yeh, then tell me what he's like." "he's sweet.." updating as much as I can, ple...