Internet Best Friend || FreenBecky

real life

becky has honestly never felt worst in her entire life.

she was literally dying.

well.

not actually.

but she felt like she was dying.

her phone rings and she answers it.

"hello,"

"hello, becs," freen says. "are you feeling better?"

freen has called her a lot in these past few days. she's been so caring. she's lucky to have a friend like her.

"no," becky sighs. "i told you i need you come and kiss it better."

"open your door then."

"what?"

slowly becky makes her way towards the door of her apartment. she opens the door and freen stands here.

she tackles freen in a hug.

"freen!" she exclaims holding her close.

freen chuckles and hugs becky back.

"why are you here?" becky asks.

"you practically begged me to come," freen says running her hands through becky's hair. "you told me you were dying. you seem fine though."

becky pouts. "i am! i'm just excited to see you."

"i'm excited to see you too."