Aaron: Mystery girl?
Lismery: Yeah?
Aaron: You okay?
Lismery: Yeah, why?
Aaron: Last time we texted, you seemed a little off.
Lismery: Was I?
Aaron: Yeah, kinda. You alright?
Lismery: Yeah, I'm fine.
Aaron: You sure?
Lismery: Positive. Why do you care, anyway?
Aaron: Just wanna make sure you're okay.
Lismery: And why's that?
Aaron: Honestly, I don't know.
Lismery: Alright... I gotta go, I have work.
Aaron: Where do you work?
Lismery: At a café.
Aaron: Maybe I'll run into you sometime.
Lismery: How would you know it's me?
Aaron: No idea. But my friends and I hit up cafés all the time.
Lismery: I saw that on your story, you're a regular.
Aaron: Yeah, you could say that. You really are a fan, huh?
Lismery: Yep. Anyway, gotta run.
Aaron: Have a good day at work, mystery girl.
Lismery: Thanks, Aaron.
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Wrong Number
Teen FictionAaron texts the wrong number and they didn't know. They sexted who they thought was their girlfriend. The girl decided to mess around and didn't know it was Aaron. Once she found out she kept texting them.
