Your POV:

You came home from school and threw your backpack across the room. It strangely ended up landing safely on your bed, right next to your F/C laptop. "Of-fucking-course that fat-ass Biology bitch gave us piles of homework!" You yelled out, making others aware of your presence. Oh wait, you live alone.
You shoved your backpack off of your bed and sat down, harshly grabbing your laptop. You opened it up and felt a wave of relief wash over you. You typed in the password, 'Comic Sans'. Comic Sans is your favorite font, and it just makes your nipples poke out of your shirt. You got onto Google Docs and made a blank Doc. You then changed the font from that disgusting 'Ariel' to the beautiful 'Comic Sans MS'.

You typed 'First off', but you felt your chest already getting hard from the font. Beads of sweat started to form on your face as you continued to type, trying not to fail the asshole's class. After finishing an entire paragraph of writing, you gazed upon the font. You decided to make it Bold, just to make it hotter than it already was. "Damn... if Comic Sans were a person, that bitch would get fucked." You mumbled, putting a finger on the laptop screen. You wiped your finger over the font, feeling your face heat up.

Unexpectedly, the whole paragraph deleted itself. "What the shit?!" You screamed, using the clicker to try and undo what just happened. After a bit of trying, you just gave up. You laid down next to your laptop and sighed loudly. After a few minutes, you gained more motivation to write the dumb essay. You sat up and put your hands on the keyboard, but quickly took your hands off of it when you saw that something was typed on your Doc.

"Hi! Like what you see, Y/N?" You read aloud. You blushed at the comment and typed a response. "Yeah, Comic Sans is hot." "Aww, you flatter me!" Why is this laptop chatting with you? Is this some kind of voodoo shit? "How are you talking to me?" "Y/N, you're so silly!" You tilted your head in confusion. Did you get high recently and forget? "The last time I've checked, laptops are objects that don't talk." "Ouch! That one hurt me deeply, Y/N!" "Sorry?" "It's okay, you're just confused." You decided not to take that one personally. The Comic Sans was making you hard again.

"So... how are you?" "I'm doing good! I like using Comic Sans out of all of my many fonts, though." Hell yeah. "Same! Comic Sans is my favorite font! I really like it!" You questioned if you had finally gone crazy, having a conversation with your laptop. "A lot of people hate Comic Sans..." "Ignore the haters. They're just jealous bitches." "Hehe! I guess so, Y/N." You smiled and shrugged the thought off. Even if you were going crazy, this felt nice. Is there even a way to fuck a laptop? Kinky! "So... wanna go to a café or something? That's where most people bring their laptops nowadays." "Are you asking me out on a date?"

Oops... that was a bit too obvious. You bit your lip and looked away from the screen. After a short while of silence, you looked back at your laptop. "Don't worry, Y/N! I would love to go out on a date with you! Just... don't spill anything on me." You nodded and chuckled, closing the laptop. You picked it up and held it close to your chest, grabbing your keys and heading out.

- Time Skip -

You sat at a table in the corner of the café and set your laptop down on the table. You almost couldn't contain your excitement. You opened the laptop and entered your password, the Google Doc already opened. "Hi! Do I look alright?" It seemed like Comic Sans centered all of the typed words and made it double-spaced. "Lookin' real fine, darling!" You decided to go against typing '~' after your flirt. "Hehe! Thanks, cutie~!" Seems like Comic Sans took the first move.

You sipped your drink and watched Comic Sans as it typed long paragraphs of writing. "Y'know, you're really nice. I noticed that I deleted something you wrote earlier... and it seemed really important. I put it back on another Doc, so this one will be just for us! Also, I did that so I wouldn't delete your stuff again. You were really bummed out when I got rid of it, but you were really kind to me after finding out about me. Thanks..." You hummed and nodded, swiftly typing a response.

"Thank you so much for getting that paragraph back! Also, why wouldn't I be nice to you? You never did anything wrong to me... unlike many people that I know..." You frowned, but you didn't want to go in depth about that right now. Right now, you want to chat with your new buddy... and supposed future lover? "Are you alright, Y/N? I've never seen you talk to anybody before..." "I'm just... not friends with a lot of people. I also don't go on my laptop at school very often, so you missed a few conversations." "If you say so. Well... after this... wanna go for a long drive?" "Sure, Comic Sans!" Your smile returned, and you imagined what you two could do in the car together. Kinky!

Your face reddened at your dirty thoughts. But... would Comic Sans be okay with rushing into that kind of thing so soon? "Hey... so... I was wondering about a little something..." "What is it, Y/N?" It strangely turns you on when Comic Sans 'says' your name. "Babe... in the car... do you maybe wanna..." You paused in the middle of your question. "Do you wanna have... some car fun?" "What are you implying, Y/N~?" You blushed madly at the thought of the things you two could do. "Y'know what? You'll see~." You typed.