Page 2 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
S
I got a chili dog for lunch, clearly, I’m the smart one.
While I wasn’t a fan of talking to packs in person… on the internet was a whole other story.
In my first semester, I had taken a communications class. One of the assignments was to go on a silly app called ChattyPack, where people could communicate and find an online pen pal. Packs could join or individuals. Although Iphysically recoiled at that idea—the entire class, really—it was a mandatory credit. So, I logged into the app.
And that’s how I found Pack Pucked.
At first, I thought talking with a pack online would be overwhelming, like it was in real life, but given that it was only a short-term assignment, I had thrown caution to the wind.
Pack Pucked consisted of four alphas. I didn’t know their names, simply their initials. P, D, S, and J.
I had signed up to the app with the name Maple—a bit on the nose, considering my scent, but it was the first thing that had sprung to mind when creating the account in the middle of class.
The first few messages I had sent them were simply to fulfil the assignment, but after a day of chatting with them on and off, I’d started enjoying it. What started as an obligation quickly became something I looked forward to.
They were easy to talk with, fun and full of energy. Yet, nothing they said or did overwhelmed me.
Maple
I’ve got coffee, so I think I win…
I took a quick photo of the lavender latte I was enjoying while working and added it to the chat. We often sent photos, but none of our faces, only little things from our lives. Mostly, it was food. The guys were obsessed with it.
S
Maple wins! Care to share that delectable-looking coffee?
Maple
Nope, all mine.
S
No fair!
Maple
All fair!
J
What if I trade you some chocolate chip cookies?
There was no way that would actually ever happen. Despite having been pen pals for nearly two years, we had never met in person. Still, we liked to pretend sometimes.
Maple
How do you plan to get these cookies to me? Dead drop?
S
If we must. Or you could tell us where to meet you…
I sighed. S had been angling to meet for the last few months, and I had shot him down at every opportunity.
Maple
