you're chatting with a complete stranger. say hi!
you both like ilovepoopunicorns.
me: hey.
stranger: hii
me: what was all that yesterday?
stranger: what are you talking about?
me: come on belle
stranger: belle?
me: shh, it's my nickname for you
stranger: oh, well then. hi cal
me: ok ok, shh
me: back to the point.
me: what was all that yesterday?
stranger: nothing
me: belle.
stranger: cal.
me: annabelle.
stranger: calum.
me: i give up
stranger: huh¿?
me: nvm
me: hehe
me: i learned an abbreviation :DD ^^^
stranger: wow, you deserve a cookie
me: ://
stranger: :p
me: i have an interview in like five minutes:/
stranger: ooo, fun!
me: not really
stranger: why not really?
me: because then i have to stop texting you:(
me: you should give me your number!
stranger: hmm, i don't know cal...
me: oh come on!
stranger: ,,,,,,,,,
me: >:(
"cal, we're about to go on." i turn around, looking at ashton. i nod quickly in response, then look back down at my phone.
me: i have to go:/
me: talk to you tomorrow.
stranger: ok:( ily
me: what?
"cal!" i hear luke shout.
stranger typing...
you have disconnected.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
omegle:: hood
Fanfictionin which a boy tries to convince a girl that he is who he says he is. //
