3rd person's POV
Marcy stared at the message and contemplated on what she should do, and after a bit of thinking, she decided what to do.Marcy 😇
Okay I'll prove you WRONG
which era should I send? My regular or emo one—Anne :)
NO WAY
YOUVE HAD AN EMO PHASE???
ME TOO
SEND BOTH BTWMarcy smiled and playfully rolled her eyes before scrolling through her photo gallery to see if she had any photos of that time, and sure enough, she did.
Marcy 😇
Fineee just don't make fun of meseen
Anne's eyes widened when she saw the photos, her face involuntarily heated up, as her eyes darted to see Marcy's face.
So this is how she looks like...
She's pretty.
Not in that way of course! Pfft no way.
Annes eyes scanned over the photo again, and she couldn't help but think Marcy was cute even in her emo phase, and she didn't know why but her stomach flipped when she looked back at the photo of Marcy winking.
She turned her phone off and faced it face down, before burying her face in her hands.
She was so glad there were no customers at the moment, otherwise they'd probably think she was weird.
She let out a sigh, as her face didn't cool down.
Oh so this is what a gay panic is... okay.
She couldn't help but chuckle, and when she heard her phone ding, she quickly picked it up, and read the message.
Marcy 😭
So what'd you think?Anne chuckled to herself, Marcy didn't know how much she made Anne panic for a bit.
You have no idea.
Anne :)
I think you just proved me right
Send more pictures though just in case ykTo be continued...
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Wrong Number (Marcanne)
FanfictionIn which a text to the wrong number leads to a beautiful friendship... and maybe more. (Art Credit: Sourbeefio.)