school had finally ended and emilia was sat on her few blankets that rested on her floor, as she leaned against her bare wall. she was scrolling through her and her old friend's instagram posts, until she was interrupted by a loud but familiar chime, she clicked on mikey's chat.
mikey
HEY EM-PIRE STATE BUILDING
get it?
i am literally so funny, right?
em
HELLO
YES VERY FUNNY MIKEY
mikey
that sounded very sarcastic em
em
NO I PROMISE, I DID ACTUALLY LAUGH
mikey
no i don't believe you
i'm going #emo
for real this time
em
YEAH YEAH WHATEVER
mikey
I'LL BE BACK I'M GONNA GRAB A DRINK FROM DOWNSTAIRS
WAIT HERE
or else
i will hire a hitman
em
BRO OKAY
PLEASE DO
emilia opened instagram again and refreshed her page, first thing that came up was a post by dina, her eyes lit up to see a photo of herself smiling at her phone, dina must of sneakily took it of emilia at lunch. she swiped across which revealed more photos, mostly of her and her other friends, the last photo was one of dina and this boy, she recognised the long hair. "that's the boy from-" emilias train of thoughts were disrupted as usual to another ding.
mikey
HEKELLLLLIOOOO
em
whatever you drunk must of make you high
someway or another 🤷♀️
mikey
NOOOOOOO EM
em
mikey...?
mikey
DRFTYGUHIJO
IM NOT MIKEY
em
oh
if you're his hitman
you definitely misunderstood the instructions
mikey
HITMAN???
WHAGT
FYGUHIJ
YOU ARE READING
𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗡𝗨𝗠𝗕𝗘𝗥 - miguel cazarez mora
Fanfictionin which a 15 year old girl gets a strange message. "BRO SHUT MY DOOR NEXT TIME!" just from that one single message, a friendship bloomed, and during the months they talk, they become unexpectedly close. was it fate? lowercase intende...
