“C’mon, just do it!”

Your roommate said, playfully shoving you. You had a few friends over at your apartment, and currently, you were sitting on the floor of your bedroom, drinking and hanging out. Since you were all single, they decided to all download Tinder and try to start talking to someone. They were trying to convince you to do it, since you were refusing. You eventually caved and made a profile.

For a solid five minutes, you didn’t find anyone who caught your eye. Until someone’s profile came up. His name was Soul, and his profile was mostly silly pictures of him with a different hair colour in nearly every one. His description had nothing but the alien emoji. You found him intriguing and swiped right, and you matched immediately.

soul: hai! hruuu? (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

He messaged you.