>>67292456Sorry. This prompt was nice, but I had a different idea after reading it.
>A cold sweat shoots down my back as I dart up to a sitting position, the sheets tossed from my body and over the side of the bed.>I clutch at my chest and blink slowly, the adrenaline working through my system as reality settles back over me. >"Fuck... it was just a dream.">It had all seemed so real. Anon had been drifting further and further away from me, and it all culminated with him sharing a bed with that bitch Naomi.>Slowly, I collapsed back into the bed, pulling my phone over and flipping through my contacts. It doesn't take long to reach Anon, and his dorky grin puts a smile on my face.>He was mine. Of course, he was. And he always would be. I type him up a quick message. >"Hey, dweeb. Woke up missing you. I need to visit again, A S A P">Sent. I close my eyes with a new dumb smile on my face, and the body in the bed next to me shifts. "Yo Fang. You alright?">I turn over and wrap my arms around my pillow. "Shut up, Nick. Not any concern of yours.">My phone dings. The fuck? Who would message me this late? I reach over and pull it off the charger, squinting to resist some of the annoying glare in the dark room.>Awww. Texts from Fang always brighten up my night. I put the phone back down with a dumb grin on my face, and the body in the bed next to me shifts. "Anon? Who was that?">I turn toward the voice, unable to keep the smile out of my voice. "Shut up, Naomi. Not any concern of yours."