Ideas for stories

“Nobody’s going to read that crap.” Andy said, skimming the words on Ashley’s page as he typed.

“My story has ten chapters and 20,000 views.” Ashley continued to type and ignore Andy.

“Do you even read what you write? All I can see on your page is red underlined words. How can you not fix that?” Andy became angry.

Ashley smirked, “More typos = more views. Nobody likes perfection.”

“Why is there a 1 in the corner of your screen? Don’t tell me your story is in first place.” Andy scoffed.

“Do you even fic bro? There’s no first or second place, it’s not a contest.” Ashley rolled his eyes and continued typing.

Andy reached around Ashley’s shoulder and clicked the one.

“HEY!” Ashley stopped typing and combed his hair out of his face with his fingers.

“I love your stories.” Andy read the message in Ashley’s inbox. “Who’s that from? Why would anybody love this?” Andy crossed his arms.

Ashley read the username. “OMG thx.” He replied.

“Really?” Andy glared at him. “Did you actually respond like that?”

Ashley smiled and continued writing.

“What do people say about your writing?” Andy sat back as though pondering something.

“I mostly get comments asking me when I’ll update again, or telling me they love my story.” Ashley stopped typing for a moment to analyse the look on Andy’s face. Was Andy considering writing fics?

“And how many comments do you get about your abs?” Andy grinned in disbelief.

“My abs?” Ashley shook his head in disagreement. “They don’t know I’m the one writing this.”

Andy’s laughter began as a small rumble and erupted into a full blown, head tossed back shouting at the ceiling uproar. He laughed until he felt Ashley’s expression fixed upon him; he was giving him the ‘you’re crazy’ look.

“Like I said. They don’t know it’s me.” Ashley shrugged and clicked the 1 on his screen.

“Y/W” Andy read the message over Ashley’s shoulder. “What the hell does that mean?”

“You’re welcome.” Ashley replied to the comment with an, ‘XD’ and returned to writing.

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