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Yes, exactly.
Cityboywasfun.He was snarky but sweet. He always wanted to know more about me and every now and then would surprise me with a comment that let me know he was thinking about me even when we weren't talking.
Like last night, the conversation that started it all. I scrolled back to reread it…
I would have been friends with you in high school. I kind of made it my mission to be friends with everyone.
Everyone?
Uhuh. No soldiers left behind. I got bullied a lot inmiddle school. By the time I got over it and got into my own, I had no fucks left to give to anyone who wanted to judge me. But the idea of anyone feeling lonely really bothered me, so I spoke to everyone, tried to remember everyone's names, etc.
That sounds exhausting... but really nice of you.
Honestly, it wasn't. It turns out most people are pretty awesome once you get to know them. Even if they're self-conscious about something, say, for example, some horns...
I chuckled and shook my head, coming back to the present. That had led into the sex and dating conversation somehow, but that was after an hour of talking about other things. Next thing I knew, it had been nearly two am and I still didn't want to say goodnight.
How was it that in a matter of days, someone I had never even met made me smile more than I had in years?
He even somehow made me feel more confident in myself which was ridiculous really. Yes, I was green and had a forked tongue and tail to go with it. Yes, I had horns, butCityboyhad been right the first day. I didn't consider myself ugly. I knew that people were often drawn to the dangerous appeal that I naturally possessed.
But still, talking to him soothed something inside me. The only thing that could make it better would be to hear the tone of his voice while he said it all.
I shook the thought away. I wasn't doing this for an IRL friend, or partner. I just wanted to fill some time and feel more complete.
The only downside was that the more we spoke, the more my curiosity grew.
My phone dinged with the Alien Mates notification sound and I picked it up at once, eager to see what he had to say now.
So, how set are you on not meeting?
Or at least seeing pics...
Hm. And I was supposed to be the mind reader.
Aren't you supposed to be working?
Aren't you?
Caught, I looked up and realized that my computer had been untouched for so long that it had gone to sleep.
No pressure, but, you should probably know that my curiosity is killing me.
...and I like you more than any of the randos I dated over the last two years.
Just saying.
I sat there for a minute, wondering what to say. I wasn't even sure what I thought of that. Why did it feel like breaking the invisible wall between us would ruin everything? Thenthiswould be gone and I didn't want to let it go yet.
Or it could be amazing.
Here, I'll break the ice if it makes you feel better.
Before I could react, a picture came through.
My breath caught in my throat even though his face wasn't included.
The picture said everything I needed to know about where he wanted this relationship to go. And it would be a lie to say my interest wasn't immediately piqued.
