~basicly what I did is I wrote it in 1st person, then instereted you and all that crap. I apoligize for mistakes~
You nervously packed your bag. You wondered how much John had changed from the last time you saw him. Sure, you had receently face chatted, but you coudn't see how tall he was or anything on the computer. You glance at the computer, looking at it sadly. You would have to use your old laptop when you go away. You noticed your pesterchum app flashing. Probally John.
ectoBiologist (EB) began pestering chumHandle (CH)
EB: hey, y/n, are you done packing yet?
CH: ...yes.....?
EB: finish packing!
EB: dads going to pick you up at 5:30, thats 30 minutes after your flight should land
CH: i know, we've been over this john
EB: dont be late!
ectoBiologist (EB) ceased pestering chumHandle (CH)
He seemed more excited about your trip then you did. You better start packing. You begin to stuff clothes in your (favorite color) bag. You pack your laptop, and your phone. You look at the clock. 12:00. You better get to sleep if your going to wake up in the morning. You lie down, and slowly start drifting off when...*loud as fuck ringtone* "What the!?" "uuugh." You check your phone. Its a text message from John.
John: sweet dreams~ :D
You: shut up.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day....
