Conor is a shepherd who wants to go to university living in an ambiguous rural area. Rollan is a guy taking a gap year from college. A wrong number brings them together. Probably will be a slow-burn, so get some snacks, kids, this'll be a long ride.
Con. M: Who are you?
falconmaster: i'm falconmaster
Con. M: No, seriously. Who are you?
falconmaster: who are you?
Con. M: I asked first.
falconmaster: well i aksed second
Con. M: *asked
falconmaster: so tell me who you are
Con. M: You haven't answered my question yet
falconmaster: you left me on read for half an hour where are your manners
Con. M: I had to take care of some stuff.
Con. M: But seriously, who the heck are you?
falconmaster: name's rollan, i'm male, 20 years old and i'm talking to a stranger at 1am. you?
Con. M: I'm Conor, also male, 19 and I'm wondering why you haen't deleted my number yet.
falconmaster: you sound pretty interesting
Con. M: That's funny.
falconmaster: i will not condone any of that tlak in a conversation with me
falconmaster: don't you dare correct that
Con. M: *talk
Con. M: Too late.
falconmaster: i've known you for less than 3 hours and i already hate your guts that's a record
Con. M: I need to get up at 6 am tomorrow, well, later today.
falconmaster: noooo don't leave me
Con. M: Good night.
falconmaster: fine be that way
so yay! i have a plan for this that will involve more pining than a christmas tree. things will get a lil' OOC, but that's writing a modern fanfic about a fantasy book for ya. i am a reilin shipper, but i see the writing potential for ronor. don't attack me bc this ain't reilin. feel free to leave some constructive feedback. thanks for reading!
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