If anyone actually reads this, I’m sorry.
After your terrible break up with Axe Deodorant McChicken the 15th after you caught him sleeping with your lesbian best friend, you decide to waste away on the internet— the only comfort being that his now girlfriend (your ex-best friend) was at least not dating him. Suddenly, you find an ad saying that you’d get the newest Ephone for FREE as long as you type in your address, social security number, will to live (which was strange since you didn’t have one in the first place), and bank account!
Not soon after, you heard a knock at the door, surely, the men came to deliver your new phone! You opened the door to find a masked man. You smiled, it was good that they were properly protecting themselves during the pandemic, and all black was such a good look on them! He must have been super excited to give you your prize, because he then proceeded to hug you really tightly. But the silly goose was probably so anxious that he hugged your neck instead of your waist! 
Within the corner of your eyes, you saw him talking to someone beside him about something along the lines of…
Chloryfuoaminam?
Cory in the house?
Ah, Chloroform.
You pondered this, your IQ of two wasn’t properly equipped to understand such a large word, so you settled on a homophwo hamonymph- you settled on a homo. Ah, it was Clorox! Clorox wipes! The considerate delivery men were going to clean up your phone for you! You were glad, but hoped they would finish soon because his hug, though sweet, was making it really hard to breathe.
Suddenly, you were met with another sweet thing— the scent of the cloth smacked to your nose as the world went black.
You woke up in a white, cushiony room. And look, your delivery men were nice enough to give you a cute new dress! It was rather constricting, with its longevity over your entire body that forced you to cross your arms and the belts all over it, but it was a really nice shade of white! They were even kind enough to care about your health and gave you a nice gray mask that felt suspiciously like tape.
In the other room, you heard voices— The voice of your ex-boyfriend and your ex-best friend (his girlfriend).
“Man, you’re right. She really is dumb.”
“I told you, didn’t I? And weren’t you her boyfriend before? Shouldn’t you know that?”
“Hey, I’m here to show my 17-pac randomly at the screen, not to actually serve an actual purpose.”
“Fair point. Man, I’m so glad we’re dating now. It was tiring pretending to be her friend. So, how about we go chop up her body and sell it on the black market to my Mafia gang leader roommate that is also my teacher that I’m totally not cheating on you with?”
You heard footsteps escape from the other room although the room you were in was soundproof and you really shouldn’t have been able to hear that convo but hey, plot. Your mouth opened in shock as you choked on the tape and came to a shocking conclusion:
YOUR EX WAS DATING HIS GIRLFRIEND?!???
Will you forgive your boyfriend? Will you make up with your best friend or even survive this? And, more importantly, WILL YOU EVER GET THAT NEW EPHONE?!??? (CC, Choices matter, LGBTQ, Diversity, 15 LIs)
I’m going to skip by the fact of the 8th wonder that would be how this would fit in that short apple description character limit and wonder instead what the heck did I just write.
I am not sorry that I’m sorry.
Next title: Pregnant by COVID-19’s (you always liked bad boys, and there’s no discrimination against diseases in your book (gotta get those diversity points somehow) Step-Brother’s Roomate.
What the heck?!
will you fall for him before you fall in the factory crusher? One thing’s certain: this went from description to a 50 episode story
). Will this love survive or will you find yourself in someone elses arms? And will you find out what powers you have because you are MC and your powers are super mysterious?
