This was when I started watching American Horror Story and was freaking out of Evan Peters.
Me: *sends photo of Tate Langdon* I'M WATCHING AMERICAN HORROR STORY. I COULD CRY
Mandy: Okay?
Me: I STARTED WATCHING IT
Mandy: Okay? I know that dude in the picture is the dude you're fawning over, but I have zero appeal.
Me: That sucks, I'll still send pictures XD
Mandy: Mk. I just don't find him that appealing.
Me: You shall see.
Mandy: Nope. I find most Marvel men attractive, but that dude is not one of those men. I also find most Marvel women insanely beautiful and it's sad because there's a twinge of jealousy going on in the back of my brain.
Me: HE IS THE CENTERPOINT OF THOSE MEN. THEY'RE THIRTY YEAR OLD ACTRESSES WHAT DO YOU EXPECT
Mandy: NO HE ISN'T. I DUNNO. A BIT MROE DEVELOPEMENT ON MY END. I'M LIKE A REFRIDGERATOR
~A few minutes later~
Me: *sends screenshot* Bam. I got a second opinion. And suddenly I love the name "Tate".
Mandy: I don't call Landyn a second opinion. Uhuh.
Me: I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA SAY THAT XD
The next day at like 1:00 AM
Mandy: Cady, I just used you as an excuse as to why I'm crying. You're welcome.
Me: ??
Mandy: My dad did it again and then he walking in while I was crying and was like, "Cady has insomnia so I was replying to a text"
Me: Did what again?
Mandy: Nothing. Nevermind.
This is when she discovers Wicked (a musical about race and magic)
Mandy: I have discovered Wicked references. And all of it relates to me.
Me: You don't listen to Wicked though.
Mandy: Yeah I do.
Me: Okay. I think you mean that YOU relate to IT. The writers weren't writing it with you in mind.
Mandy: FINE XD XD
April 28 (this is around the time I'm starting to snap)
Mandy: DID YOU KNOW LANDYN WAS USING YOU AS A WEAPON AGAINST ME TODAY???
Me: WHAT DO YOU MEAN
Mandy: He said I have no friends. And then he said that my best best bff (you) is friends with him. My brain got so insecure at that so I rolled my eyes and turned around.
Me: We have SOME friends. I am friends with him XD
Mandy: Mhm.
Me: I'm gonna ask him for his take on it.
Mandy: Am I supposed to care?
Me: I thought you did?
Mandy: No, am I supposed to care that you're asking him?
Me: I thought you did? You know, see if he was 100% the bad guy?
Mandy: Mk?
Me: Okay? I didn't do anything, I don't know why you're mad at me.
Mandy: I'm not.
Me: YOU'RE TEXTING LIKE YOU ARE
Mandy: I just don't like Landyn.
Me: Then text him angry XD I don't know what to do with "mhm," there's nothing I can take from that.
Mandy: I legit deleted his number XD
Me: WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO TAKE IT OUT ON ME
Mandy: I'M NOT
Me: YOU SO ARE . I'M TRYING TO HELP. IF YOU DON'T CARE THEN I DON'T CARE AND I KNOW YOU WANT ME TO CARE
Mandy: I can't today...
Me: Okay. You see, you're not giving me anything to care about when you say that XD
Mandy: XD XD
April 29 (she just went to see if her wrist was broken)
Mandy: I'M NOT BROKEN
Me: I know.
Mandy: JUST BECAUSE IT WASN'T/ISN'T SWOLLEN DOESN'T MEAN IT'S NOT BROKEN. HAIRLINE FRACTURES DON'T SWELL. BUT IT ISN'T BROKEN AT ALL (proceeds to wear a wrist brace for months) JUST A SPRAIN
Me: WELL I WAS RIGHT WASN'T I? I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT THEY DO
Mandy: THE P.A. AND MOM (her mom is an aroma therapist, she doesn't do medicine) SAID THEY DON'T. I'M GOING BASED OFF OF THE ADULTS
Me: I'M GOING BASED OFF OF EXPERIENCE
Mandy: THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A FLAT OUT BREAK, A FRACTURE, AND A HAIRLINE FRACTURE
Me: I HAD A HAIRLINE FRACTURE. MY PARENTS (BOTH DOCTORS WITH ER EXPERIENCE) AND THE DOCTORS SAID THAT IT'S THE SAME THING AS A BREAK. BOTH SWELL
Mandy: THAT AIN'T WHAT THE ADULTS THAT LOOKED AT ME SAID. I'M GOING BASED OFF OF THEM.
Me: OKAY. IF YOU LIKE BEING WRONG. "There's no difference between a fracture and a break. A fracture is any loss of continuity of the bone. Anytime the bone loses integrity--whether it's a hairline crack barely recognizable on an X-Ray or the shattering of bone into a dozen pieces--it's considered a fracture." By verywellhealth.com.
Mandy: NODY OTHER THAN YOU IS SAYING I'M WRONG. I'M JUST REPEATING WHAT I WAS TOLD
She texted me after postponing a fight we could have had in German class (I said I don't hate fondant)
Mandy: You are a disgusting human being.
Me: It's not bad.
Mandy: It's horrible.
Me: Maybe you didn't have a good brand. Hey man, if I don't bake right because I didn't get tired I bet you didn't have the right kind if you don't like it. USING YOUR OWN LOGIC AGAINST YOU
Mandy: Fondant is just pure sugar. You can do just as much with icing as you can with fondant. Plus fondant hardens so quick and becomes rock-like
Me: I have a sweet tooth. That's fine, I still don't hate it.
Mandy: I despise it with a passion. I have a sweet tooth to an extent.
Me: I have (almost) no extent. THEN LET ME NOT DESPISE IT WITH A PASSION
Mandy:FINE. YOU'RE DEMOTED TO A PERSON 😂 (I make no sense. Haha) (again with the demoting)
Me: THEN YOU ARE TOO
Mandy: FINE
Me: YOU KNOW WHAT? I'LL FLIP MY UNO CARD ON YOU. MAYBE IT'S YOU THAT'S BAKING COOKIES WRONG
Mandy: My mom's entire side of the family bakes. My grandma has won multiple 1st places with her recipes and I've been baking since I was little. But what if it ain't just cookies you're doing wrong?
Me: So have I. JUST BECAUSE I DON'T GET WINDED MIXING DOUGH DOESN'T MEAN I'M WRONG I'm probably just stronger.
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Handy Mandy
Short StoryThis is a (probably short) thing of arguments I had with a friend that led to a massive blowup. I'm only writing this so another friend can read it all without me having to send a thousand screenshots.
