Love At First Text ✔️

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ꜰʀɪ 28 ᴊᴀɴ ᴀᴛ 22:02

Sebastian:
How was your day?

Eden:
Long. Fridays always are. Too much to do, so little time. I feel like I need a full bottle of wine, a cake, 3 to 5 working days of sleep, and maybe a tutor for all my assignments.

Sebastian:
Do you ever give yourself a breather?

Eden:
You're hardly the preacher on self care. Haven't you worked overtime for the past week?

Sebastian:
Touché.

Sebastian:
Fancy some cheering up?

Eden:
If it's another dad joke, it better not be one I can find on the internet after one measly google search.

Sebastian:
Better.

Sebastian:
*video*

Sebastian:
For the love of god, if you ever meet Char, do not tell her I sent you that. She'll have my testicles for earrings, and I quite like them where they are.

Eden:
I'm trying not to laugh.

Sebastian:
Failing?

Eden:
I think that's the worst attempt at skating I've ever seen.

Eden:
Did she really try to punch the ice?

Sebastian:
Try? She had bloody knuckles, and a boyfriend lecturing her on the skill of counting to ten and the fact she can't afford to have her hand in a splint for weeks again with her dissertation round the corner.

Eden:
That's only invites more questions than it answers.

Sebastian:
Stories all for our next phone call. Which is when, by the way?

Eden:
Oh, how needy you sound.

Sebastian:
You wound me.

Sebastian:
I'm not being needy. Your voice gives so much more away about you than your dry messages. You might have me sussed, but one of us is still trying to figure the other out.

Eden:
Dry messages? I feel like I should be offended.

Sebastian:
Face it. Not everyone can have chat like me.

Eden:
Your chat thrives on dad jokes and drunk texts. And that one time you told me you were sexually frustrated.

Sebastian:
It's called sexting, and I'm out of practice.

Eden:
Is that even possible? I thought you were some serial dater with a fully booked roster of girls who cream for your company?

Sebastian:
I never have to resort to sexting with them. Take that for what you will.

Sebastian:
By the way, you have no idea how hard I'm laughing at the fact you just said girls 'cream for my company'. Such vulgar talk from such a pretty mouth.

22:34

Eden:
My pretty mouth says exactly what it wants.

Sebastian:
I imagine it looks just as pretty when it does.

Eden:
You wouldn't know, would you? Pity.

Sebastian:
Tease.

Eden:
Would you like to see?

Sebastian:
Are you going to call me needy again if I say yes?

Eden:
I could call you all sorts of things, but needy isn't quite so vulgar is it?

Sebastian:
How vulgar are we talking?

Eden:
*video*

Eden:
Use your imagination.

Sebastian:
I don't think that would be too safe.

Sebastian:
Or platonic.

Eden:
Probably not. We don't need you panting, do we?

Sebastian:
It'd be better if you were.

Eden:
Sebastian.

Sebastian:
Yes?

Eden:
I'd hope you'd do more than make me pant.

Sebastian:
Eden.

Sebastian:
Are we sexting right now?

Eden:
Not quite. I'm just trying to show you foreplay is important.

Sebastian:
Oh you are a cruel, daring little thing.

Sebastian:
I can't believe you just tried to give me a lesson.

Eden:
I didn't try, I delivered.

Sebastian:
I don't even know what to say.

Eden:
Perhaps goodnight? It's late.

Sebastian:
I literally feel blue balls'ed.

Eden:
Remember the feeling next time you ever dare to call my messages 'dry'.

Eden:
Goodnight friend.

Sebastian:
Eden.

Eden:
What?

Sebastian:
Now I can't wait for a selfie.

Eden:
Use your imagination.

Sebastian:
Believe me, I will.

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Alexa, play Sam Tinnesz, play with fire.
I wasn't sure how quick paced to make this development, but this seems like a healthy rate - I mean, Eden's already pretty much in love, and Seb is the most desirable male in the world. Text flirting after a couple of weeks seems acceptable.