Him | Her
< Text's >
< From Midnight >
Pst
Pssttt
Pssttttt
Hey?
Helloo?
Stranger?
Stranger!
STRANGER!
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!!!!!!!!!< From Dylan's brother >
Can you calm the heck down!
Please!
STOP BLOWING MY FREAKING PHONE UP!
FOR HEAVENS SAKE MIDNIGHT!< From Midnight >
Ughh FINALLY!
< From Dylan's brother >
Why in such a hurry?
Who died?< From Midnight >
No one.
At least not yet.
I will tho, in a few hours lol< From Dylan's brother >
What'd you do?
Burn down a building?
Again?👀
Tch tch tch Midnight, I did not expect this from you!< From Midnight >
Ughhh!
Shut up!
That was one time, just ONE!
I swear!< From Dylan's brother >
Uh uh
Sure thing sweetheart 😜< From Midnight >
Whatever
This was a really, really bad idea
I shouldn't have come to you.< From Dylan's brother >
Hahahahaha
No!
Wait.
So, where've you been? 🤨
Haven't heard from you in a while.
Almost a week, I think🤔< From Midnight >
And yet you never call/text by yourself, it's always me.
So, whatever.< From Dylan's brother >
Jeez.
I am a very busy person.< From Midnight >
And you think I'm not?
< From Dylan's brother >
You don't understand. You never will.
< From Midnight >
How shallow do you think I am?
< From Dylan's brother >
That is so not what I meant.
Moving on, what's the emergency?
YOU ARE READING
Midnight [ONGOING]
Teen FictionA bet. A call. And maybe something more. "Wow. Someone's excited." "Of course I am, you picked up!" "Yeah, like isn't that what you're supposed to do when the phone rings?" "At midnight? On new year's?" "Yes, some people have better things to do th...