colbybrockxwifey
When Deja, a small content creator and editor, gets dragged to a wild party at the Traphouse 2.0, the last person she expects to lock eyes with is Colby Brock. Purple hair, rings on every finger, and a voice that sounds like trouble.
They're from different sides of the internet. They shouldn't click.
But in the in between moments, shared glances and blurry moments, something starts to build.
And it's realer than either of them meant for it to be.
{republished, discontinued}