die for you 🫀 | some creepy man has been following you down the streets of nyc, constantly asking for your number. at first, you just ignored him. after a few more tries, you politely declined. now, you're genuinly scared for your life. it's a cold night, and the streets feel so empty. you see a somewhat attractive guy with one airpod in, and you quickly jog to him.

"yo, pretend to be my boyfriend real quick. please." you say, tears streaming down your face.

"are you okay?" he asks in a concerned tone, taking out his airpods. he quickly gets into the act though, putting an arm around your waist.

"jus lemme get yo number shorty," the man yells, sauntering towards you. you cling tightly onto ni-ki.