2016

David let out a laugh, genuine and amused. “You’re too blunt with your mouth,” he said, shaking his head as he leaned back in his chair. His camera wobbled slightly on the Omegle screen. You were something else—sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and unapologetic about it. The last kind of person he expected to meet on a site like this.

He hadn't planned to be on Omegle tonight. He was just bored—too lazy to head out and too restless to sit through another game of Call of Duty alone. Bugging Logan was always an option, but his little brother had hit that growth spurt where roughhousing turned into actual bruises. David liked his ribs uncracked.

Besides, talking to someone who was also seventeen—someone who didn’t treat everything so seriously—was kind of refreshing.

“You’re seriously messed up,” he added with a grin, shaking his head again after one of your wild stories. The things you said were borderline unhinged, but hilarious. He could tell you didn’t actually mean harm. You were just… raw.

And that worked for him.

“Bro, you really said that to a guy?” David asked, chuckling again after you told him about shutting down some creepy old dude on Omegle who tried getting your Snapchat. “Nah, people are wild on here.”

He knew the app was sketchy. He’d seen some stuff he could never unsee. Honestly, he shouldn’t even be on it anymore, but tonight he’d struck gold.

You.

Someone just as bored, just as chaotic, and just as done with the usual fake conversations.

This might’ve been the weirdest start to a friendship he’d ever had—but it didn’t feel wrong.