Sincerely- A Quackity X Reader

Chapter 4: What happened to "no cursing"?

"Mom may I please use your computer now?"

Y/n's mother slammed down her notebook and gave a long and hard look at her daughter. "Y/n I love you, but this is the 6th time you have asked me in 15 minutes, I will TELL you when I'm done with my work, ok?"

The 10 year old groaned but ended up sitting on the beanbag chair next to her, crossing her arms.

"...are you done yet?"

That was when Y/n found herself locked her in room, far away from the computer she longed to be on. Having nothing to do, she traced her hand against her bare walls, when her hand overlapped the first letter she had hung up. The yellow color had faded after time, until it was a light Manilla color. A sudden realization hit her then.

She had no idea what Alex looked like, only that he wore a beanie always to conceal his supposedly messy black hair. Then the fact that HE has never seen HER hit as well. She turned to the mirror and ran a hand down her face. Secretly she was glad that he didn't know what she looked like. What if he thought she was ugly? Would that change how he thought of her?

What if HE was different than how she imagine people him to be? What if.... he was really attractive? How would she act then? She groaned and flopped onto her bed, the thoughts circulating around her head, making her dizzy.

Suddenly her mom knocked on her door and said, "the PC is all yours now". Like a switch, her thoughts were turned off. She sprinted downstairs, her fingers like lightning as she logged onto her account. With his email already memorized she typed it in the sender text box.

Composition
To: [quackity2000y/n@gmail.com]
From: [Me (y/n.alex98208@gmail.com)]
Subject: :O

Dear Big Q,
Holy crappppp finally. God, It took so long to get on, my mom was taking her sweet time. So... online huh? It's a little weird, I have to admit. How's your games been going? I need to ask my dad for a computer for next Christmas or my birthday, the wait is so painful.

You know, I was thinking, we have never seen each other or heard each other. And um... I was wondering if you would promise me to not think differently me about me if you ever actually see me? I promise I won't think of you differently either.

Oh boy, it's going to be exhilarating getting a response so quickly-

Sincerely,
Y/n

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Y/n started to tap rhythmically against the side of the table, her foot tapping as well in impatience needing to fill in the silence of waiting for him to respond. Her fingers only stopped the movement to click the refresh button every 10 seconds.

But then after a couple of times of interruption of her finger pattern, a notification popped up.

Inbox: 1 new message from quackity2000y/n@gmail.com Subject: WOW

She had never clicked faster in her life.

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To: [Me (y/n.alex98208@gmail.com)]
From:[quackity2000y/n@gmail.com]
Subject: WOW

Dear Y/n,
Dios mio, dios mio, that was soo fast santa mierdaaaaa
My games have been going well, there's this game called Minesweeper which is really addicting, not going to lie. Online stuff is literally a blessing, you should see the stuff and websites I can access-
About your question though, no I would never judge you based on the way you look. I might hit on you if you're really pretty though-