Judicorn: Hey, so how's Scaleywag?
Con-artist: LOL. He's good. I've been feeding him plenty of grass.
Judicorn: Not too much, I hope. :D
Con-artist: Only enough to fill him up.
Judicorn: XD
Con-artist: How are you?
Judicorn: I'm good. You?
Con-artist: Good. I feel free.
Judicorn: :)
Con-artist: I'm scared to tell my dad. I know my mom would be cool with it, but....I mean...I don't know how he'd react. Just BADLY.
Judicorn: No rush. Do it when you're ready.
Con-artist: I'll never be ready.
Judicorn: I'm proud of you. For coming out.
Con-artist: It's thanks to you.
Judicorn: I didn't do anything.
Con-artist: You were so open to me about liking guys. It helped me gain confidence. Ur like really brave.
Judicorn. Nah.
Con-artist: Yeah. Anyway, I was playing mario. The old game. The one on Nintindo. It's more fun than the newer ones.
Judicorn: Really? Why?
Con-artist: I feel like the stradegy part is better.
Judicorn: It's really old, though?
Con-artist: Yeah, but sometimes old is better.
Judicorn: Maybe?
Connor: I like to break the bricks with my head on there. It's awesome 'cause I don't break my skull.
Judicorn: I imagine you hit your head on bricks a lot seeing as you're so hard headed. :D
Con-artist: Dick!
Judicorn: Kidding.
Con-artist: I'm gonna be playing it all summer. That and swimming. What are your plans?
Judicorn: We're gonna swim and maybe go on a camping trip.
Con-artist: Cool! I love camping.
Judicorn: Me too. I guess. Never really been.
Con-artist: Are you kidding?
Judicorn: nope.
Con-artist: You're missing out.
Judicorn: Yeah. Well, not for long. How's your foot?
Con-artist: Hurts like a bitch.
Judicorn: Sorry.
Con-artist: Not your fault.Judicorn: I guess not.
Con-artist: HOW are you blaming yourself?! You weren't even there.
Judicorn: Well....You'rer ight.
Con-artist: Damn right, I am. Can I be frank here?
Judicorn: Yeah?
Con-artist: You're one of my best friends right now. Even though we don't know each other in person.
Judicorn: That's....flattering. You're mine too.
Con-artist: It's cool. It's like we're pen pals. One of us is off to war.
Judicorn: Except...snail mail would take way longer.
Con-artist: Yeah. lol
Judicorn: It's strange. It seems like we've been talking so much, but really we haven't. It's just the amount of time spead out. Yet, it makes a difference.
Con-artist: It's weird.
Judicorn: Yeah.
Con-artist: Damn. GTG!
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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?