#it's always great when writers remember she was just depressed and is a goofball by nature

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it's wednesday!!!

Cassie sighting in Wonder Woman❤️

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A Zoom Call to Remember

You attend one of Pete’s University zooms and he wastes no time flirting with you.

Request: “id love a pete imagine of him flirting with one of the girls in the zoom call he does with those universities!!”

Pete x Reader

Warnings: cursing

Word Count: 875

You were nearly shaking with excitement as you logged onto the zoom call, waiting for your internet audio to connect. When you had found out that Pete Davidson would be doing a zoom call at your university, you signed up immediately. Having been an avid fan of Saturday Night Live for years and an aspiring sketch writer yourself, you could not wait for the chance to see him speak.

And then you’d gotten the email from the President of the club that was hosting the chat telling you that you had been chosen to ask your question to Pete directly. You nearly screeched.

His face popped up on your screen, smiling like the loveable goofball that he is. “Hey guys, what’s up?”

The chat started flooding with hundreds of people saying hello to the man, but you simply waved to your camera. The girl leading the chat spoke, “thank you for coming to talk with us, Pete.”

He nodded, “for sure, thanks for having me.”

He went through the first few questions, talking about mental health and living with mental illness. After a particularly serious answer, he chuckled deeply, “alright, does anyone have any questions that aren’t depressing?”

You giggled to yourself as the hostess asked a question about his comedy career, leading into a funny retelling of his most embarrassing on stage moment. “So, I think Y/N had a question about your career they’d like to ask.”

When you heard your name your heart rate picked up, slowly reaching to click on the unmute button, “hi Pete!”

His eyes went wide when your face popped up on his screen, “are you serious? I just told my most embarrassing stage moment in front of you? Now I’m even more embarrassed.”

You giggled in nervousness, your face heating up at his words. You struggled to get your question out after his statement, making him say, “sorry, I just think you’re really pretty and now you know my most embarrassing story so I’m all nervous.”

Giggling even more, you spoke, “it’s okay, we’re both nervous if it makes you feel any better.” You paused while he laughed briefly, “I was just wondering as an aspiring sketch writer, how do you keep from comparing yourself when pitching sketches in a room full of really talented people? Because every time I go to any type of writer’s workshop I always feel so out of my league.”

Pete’s tongue ran across his lower teeth before he spoke, “at first it was really hard to not compare myself, but over time you start to appreciate having talented people around you and stop doubting yourself.”

You smiled lightly at his answer, “thank you!”

“That’s great that you want to be a sketch writer. You should send me some of your stuff, maybe I could pitch it for an episode.” He made it sound so casual, but you were flipping out.

Your entire body felt like it was on fire. This wasn’t really happening, was it? Pete Davidson wasn’t actually talking to you.

“Maybe I will,” you smiled shyly, watching Pete’s smirk widen.

After a few moments of awkward silence, the moderator spoke up, “our next question is from Jason…”

You zoned out, too focused on Pete’s blush and the fact that he was just talking to you and, dare you say it, flirting with you. After a few more questions, your roommate knocked on your door. You quickly turned your camera off, “come in!”

She smiled, “hey, I’m going out for the night, be bac-“

Pete’s voice rang in your ear, “wait, where did Y/N go? Turn your camera back on.”

Your eyes went wide, a laugh of shock spilling from your mouth, “sorry, Pete Davidson’s flirting with me. Have a good night!” you called to your roommate, swiftly turning your camera back on and waving.

“Pete Davidson is what bitch?!?” she asked, but you didn’t answer, focusing back on the beautiful man on your screen.

You opened the chat, sending a private message to Pete, “sorry, my roommate came in. I’m back now 😊”

Pete was in the middle of answering a question, but he seemed to be reading the chat. As the next question was read, he typed a private message to you, “I see you now, gorgeous.”

You blushed, heart fluttering as he carried on like nothing had happened. A few minutes later he sent you another message, “I was serious about sending me your sketches btw. What’s your #?”

Your eyes went wide at the realization that he was asking for your number, still convinced you were dreaming. You sent it anyways with a grin, “I’m expecting a text from you at some point, I’ll be really upset if I don’t get one…”

Pete stopped mid-answer and chuckled at your response, announcing a “sorry guys, I’m still not over how pretty Y/N is,” making you blush. You knew this would be the talk of the campus for the next few days, and would most likely end up on youtube.

You decided to mess with him, as it was only fair given your embarrassment. You typed a public chat, “you’re so cute 😍😍😍“

He blushed on screen, letting out a nervous chuckle, “aww, the cute girl thinks I’m cute.”