Judicorn: Callie?
Con-artist: Wrong number.
Judicorn: Oh! Sorry.
Con-artist: Who's Callie?
Judicorn: Nosey, much?
Con-artist: Gf?
Judicorn: Sister.
Con-artist: Cool. I don't have a sister.
Judicorn: A brother?
Con-artist: Nope. You?
Judicorn: Four.
Con-artist: Cool. I wish I had some.
Judicorn: That's nice. Anyway, I don't really know you. So....
Con-artist: So?
Judicorn: Well, I mean, this is just awkward.
Con-artist: Why?
Judicorn: I don't know you and you're kinda making me suspicious with the name 'con-artist.'
Con-artist: It's a play on my name.
Judicorn: Funny, mine's a play on my name too.
Con-artist: What is your name?
Judicorn: A little personal, seeing as we're strangers.
Con-artist: Well, ppl meet and talk on the net all the time.
Judicorn: I'm not allowed to do that.
Con-artist: What are you 12?
Judicorn: How dare you?! I'm 13. XD
Con-artist: No kidding? Me too.
Judicorn: I smell a predator...
Con-artist: What makes u think I'm a predator?
Judicorn: You're obvs' lying about being my age. That's too big of a coincedence.
Con-artist: but im actually not kidding, dude or girl.
Judicorn: and now you're discretely tryng to figure out my gender.
Con-artist: How would me knowin ur gender help me discover who you are?
Judicorn: Well, you'd obviously try to find out even more about me.
Con-artist: ur paranoid.
Judicorn: no, I'm just not an idiot.
Con-artist: Well, so long. Hope that works out for you.
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FanfictionJude accidentally texts a boy that he's never met before. They decide to keep talking because, well it's just texting, right?