”Guys?”
At first it had been relatively funny.
”Hello? Anyone?”
Then, it quickly grew old. Like, seriously, an abandoned building? Could this've been anymore cliché? It wasn't even dark! And the building wasn't even that old – there was a pile of empty Mountain Dew cans in one corner for crying out loud. Were they even trying?
“Seriously, what the hell?”
And then... it started to actually become more and more eery the longer the Swede walked through the empty hallways, listening to nothing but his own voice echoing around him. It might not have been dark, but it didn't stop the goosebumps pr
Stay toasty my friends by CodasHorizon, literature
Literature
Stay toasty my friends
The answering message played once again, the familiar sentence repeated inside his skull like a record. He could taste the words, taste the rejection and the denial. Tossing his phone across the room, he watched lazily at it sailed into the darkness. He didn't remember how many days had passed like this. Surrounded by darkness, the sounds of answering machine grating on his hearing time and time again. But the worst part was, he couldn't even remember who called which home.
Days had passed since it had happened. First it was a tickling wind by his ear, raising the hairs on the back of his neck as he wandered through his home. A whispered gr
Europe - Jovenshire x Reader Oneshot by theneonzelda, literature
Literature
Europe - Jovenshire x Reader Oneshot
You clicked your mouse as your eyes tracked your computer screen, your headphones around your neck and your desktop opened with multiple tabs, most of which were social media sites. You ran the official Smosh Games pages and attempted to make them as good as possible. Your phone vibrated on your leg, causing you to lean back and look at your notifications. It read:
the Jovenshire
Come out to the lobby real quick. I’m headed to the airport in 5 minutes.
You responded with a quick, Coming. and got up from your desk, pushing open doors and walking towards the lobby. Since the doors and surrounding walls were glass, you saw Joven, Wes,