ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ;; ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ

twelve

"tommy, you're a fucking dickhead. you were doing so well!" wilbur basically shouted at the young boy.

"i know, i should have cancelled that love or host. i just didn't realise she would find it that easy!"

wilbur stood, shocked, "it was on the front page of twitch. not only are you a dickhead but you're apparently stupid aswell."

tommy stood up, looking up at the taller adult. "how the fuck do i win her back?"

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kalarnie sat on the phone with kyle. "and he was on a dating show! it was like he didn't care about me and my feeling."

"he's famous, he's also a boy, he only cares about his career."

"you're a boy aswell." she pointed out.

"nevermind that! he doesn't deserve your time, kalarnie. he clearly never cared in the first place."

"but he-" "don't even finish that sentence. he's not coming back."

through the tears, kalarnie knew that something felt off. she writhed under kyle slightly. "you okay?"

"i'm fine, i just think it's best if you go, kyle." she rushed her friend out the door and walked back to her bed, sprawling out.

slipping her phone from her side table, kalarnie texted someone she knew could help.

wilbur

kalarnie :)
i fucked everything up

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hi :)
this chapter was really short but the next few chapters are definitely lengthier than this.

also kyle canonically doesn't pull bitches /hj