#egoxreader

You see I was a writer before the deal but wasn’t very popular. I don’t know how he found me but I first saw him briefly at the park that I like to write at on nice days. I only had a glisp of him before he disappeared. There’s an urban legend in the small town I live in about a shooting star that grated the wish of being popular and great at what you do. It’s said that you know your it’s next target if you glisp at a stranger who a decline later isn’t there. Anyways the day I made the deal I was at a small cafe. I had ordered a (C/S) (F/D) and was now sitting down at a table that had 2 seats and was by the window. I was staring out it trying to get my brain out of the writer block it was going through so I could finish the book I was writing called (B/N), when suddenly a tall skinny man wearing a red shirt, a black vest, black vest and was carrying something that looked like a staff but was probably just a cane came over and asked is this seat taken. I shook my head no and he sat down. We started chatting for a bit about random things but somehow it always ended up being about me somehow. He gave soooo many complaments and I started to fall for him. He asked if I cared to take a walk with him and for whatever reason I said yes. Long story short he took me to the park where there was a table 2 chairs and a scroll straight out of the legend. Have a seat he said and at this point I already knew it was too late to say no to the shooting star who would convince me to sign in Exchange to be his forever. After thinking about this now I think I ended up better then some people he had in his ball since my shooting star named phantom became my boyfriend.