Girl Online ⎯ m.c [DISCONTINUED]

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Kerrigan: Send help pls

Michael: Why?

Michael: I mean I'll do it I just want to know what to be prepared for

Kerrigan: You're sweet and I'm with my mom's side of the family

Michael: I see I'll fly out right now

Kerrigan: Again, you're sweet, but you don't get it

Michael: Yes I do

Kerrigan: Lol how?

Michael: You butt dialed me the other day

Kerrigan: And?

Kerrigan: Oh wait fuck

Kerrigan: Fuck fuck fuck no

Michael: It's okay I'm not gonna like judge you or anything

Kerrigan: No yeah I get that it's just McKenna is the only one outside of my family that knows what happened

Kerrigan: It's really personal and I'm not good with personal things

Kerrigan: Fuck I suck

Kerrigan: That didn't have the effect I wanted it to because that rhymed

Michael: If it makes you feel any better, I don't know what happened

Michael: I just know you hate her and feel guilty for taking your grandparents money

Michael: And honestly?

Michael: I'm okay with knowing just that for now

Michael: I'm not going to pressure you into telling me what happened when you don't want to

Michael: I'll listen whenever you're ready

Kerrigan: You're so fucking amazing

Michael: I know Luke tells me everyday

Kerrigan: You just ruined it

Kerrigan: Gtg my dad told me I have to socialize pray for me

Michael: @ God pls help Kerrigan. Ain't nothing wrong with her she just don't know how to talk to people.

Kerrigan: You're and idiot and you made me laugh byeeeee

"Why are we even here?" I ask Keenan when I put my phone in the pocket of my shorts. I felt it buzz again, but I assumed it was Michael and I already told him bye.

"It's like a barbeque, and Grandma and Grandpa invited us. Not sure if anybody else wants us here, but they do, so we kind of have to be here," he explained.

We were sitting outside, yes, outside, on our rich Aunt's patio. I'm surprised we're having ribs and stuff; I took her for the type that eats sushi everyday with some kale juice or some shit.

"Then can we, like, leave?" I grumble, crossing my arms. No one here remembers us, or are even talking to us, so what's the point in staying here? If Keenan and I just walked to an ice cream shop, no one would notice, let alone care.