Meeting ~ Gamzee x ReaderMeeting ~ Gamzee x Reader by ~ittybittyfangirl
[A/N: THERE ARE ILLEGAL ACTIVITES IN THIS STORY. Gamzee is a stoner, and he does smoke weed in the story. You do not. Again, just clearing that up.]
I logged off Pesterchum and sighed, running a hand through my hair. I had many friends, most of them through the internet, and while I’d only met a select few in person, the one I couldn’t meet was the one I wanted to meet the most. The reason? He lived in California, while I lived all the way in the Midwest. (For the sake of the story, loves.) Of course, we could video-chat, but I’d never get to feel his arms around me, or take in the scent of that stupid Faygo he drank and the weed he smoked, or run my hands through that mess of hair on his head and kiss down his neck and nopenopenope. Derail that train of thought before it gets any further on the tracks.
Anyways, my parents wouldn’t pay for a plane ticket, I had no way of making enough money, and all the friends I’d met were within driv