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"You should really like give me Karl's number" Ella says to Chandler who is currently trying to hang up some random decorations in his house.
"Oh my god not you too." He says while grabbing the tape.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing. I'll give it to you when I'm done. Why do you want it anyways?"
"Hm. He seems like a good person. And he does a good job at cheering people up." She replies.
"When did you talk to him?"
"We bumped into each other at Starbucks the other day. Also you should like give me his number now." Ella stares at Chandler, a bowl of popcorn in her lap, and a smile on her face.
"Fine. Just find his number from my phone." He threw his phone on the couch and Ella happily took it.
She found his contact and saved his number to her phone. Taking no time to text him.
Ella: Hey! This is Ella. I just wanted to text you and tell you how much I appreciated that cake pop that one night. :D
She turned her phone off and placed it next to her. Eagerly waiting for his text.
After a few minutes of waiting, a ding could be heard from her phone and she quickly opened it.
Karl: Hello El! Can I call you that? If not just tell me:)
Anyways, no problem any time! I enjoyed talking to you too. I hope we can talk more in the future :D
Now that text right there, it made her heart melt. Melt faster than gallium.
Ella:
I'm totally fine with you calling me El. And yes, I also hope we talk more. You're a fun guy to talk to.
Chandler silently walks behind her sitting figure and snatches the phone from her hands.
"Gosh that's why you had that stupid smile on your face. Someone's a simp." He says with a laugh.
"Give me my phone back whore." She says with a beet red face. "And no. I am not a simp."
"Never said it was you bubs." He said as he gave Ella her phone back.
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> Poppi Speaks!
I hate myself I keep writing short chapters. I'm ssory :p
Anyways i'm so goddam lonwly LMAOOOOOOOOO (This is a call for help)
I'm literally spending my whole saturday writing this fanfic and I have school monday i don't like it here.
These poppi speaks are literally just me complaining about my life now.
