Him | Her
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< From Midnight >
Are you up for continuing with the game?
< From Dylan's brother >
Yeah, sure. I'm just lying on the bedroom floor lol. Nothing much to do.
< From Midnight >
What?
No ice cream today?< From Dylan's brother >
Hahahaha no.
< From Midnight >
Who's turn was it?
< From Dylan's brother >
What?
< From Midnight >
Who asked the last question?
< From Dylan's brother >
Oh! I did. It's your turn.
< From Midnight >
Okay, so, would you rather have Bright Blue teeth or Bright Blue hair?
< From Dylan's brother >
Hair, for sure.
< From Midnight >
You know, what? Thinking about blue hair reminds me of that girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. You know, the one that turns into a blueberry.
< From Dylan's brother >
Violet.
< From Midnight >
What?
< From Dylan's brother >
The blueberry girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
< From Midnight >
Right. She's also the very same yucky girl who sticks her chewing gum behind her ear.
< From Dylan's brother >
Ugh, don't remind me.
< From Midnight >
You know, it'll be fun to have Bright blue teeth.
< From Dylan's >
Oh, yeah?
Well, you can have those chewy sticks that come in weird colours that turn your tongue and teeth purple and blue and green and all the other sorts of weird colours.< From Midnight >
Ehh, they're too sour for my liking. Plus, their colour takes around two days to go away. Let's face it, no one likes to talk, or even look at a girl with weird teeth colours.
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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...