the little bar at the bottom of the screen calls out in it's own silent way.
Feeling anti-social, and at a loss for words and emotion she ignores it.
*flash* *flash**flash*
it continues...
"I don't fucking want to talk to anyone right now!!!", she screams out.
As she moves her incapable mouse towards the corner of the screen to go offline she opens up the flashing window accidentally.
"Do i know you?" it says in plain black text.
"NO!!! no one knows me, although they sure as hell like to think they do!" she says back to the apathetic computer screen. "no one knows me at all."
Through the pooling tears in her eyes, she sees another blurred comment.
"My names Die, what's your name?"
Confused, frustrated, yet intrigued, she responds. "Sam, my uh...my name's Sam."
~the conversation continued for hours~
"well i have to go to bed now, but thanks for the chat." she types quickly, eager to hear his response. Staring at the window, she waits for his badly phrased, spelled, and formulated answer. But she doesn't get one.
Instead, two words pop up in the window "Buonanotte Baci"
She repeats those words over and over again in her head, as though they were a lullaby slowly hypnotising her till finally she falls back on her tear stained pillow. Coming into a deep slumber, she begins to forget about everything, and in place of those newly faded memories she has the two words her new found friend had bid her adieu with.
You are an emo child. *hugsssss*
ReplyDeleteI LOVE YOU.
Also, this boy is perhaps questionable. But I approve of your happiness. But I disapprove of how you met him. But...
Dear. God.
ReplyDeleteI do not like this boy.
I disapprove.