you guys wrexham fans?

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Mindy: once again we are in need of a chat, topic of discussion, amber freeman. again...

Amber: what did i do now

Mindy: HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW?! I- DOES YOUR BRAIN JUST SHUTDOWN AFTER YOU SAY THE NO NO WORD?!

Amber:

Amber: idk i'm just a liar

Mindy:

Amber: idk what this woman wants from me can sum 1 explain pls

Chad: amber r u a rasict?

Amber: ohhh okay

Mindy: wha-

Mindy: HE DIDN'T EVEN SPELL IT RIGHT!

Chad: shush, amber just likes me more.

Amber: he's right i like him more than you mindy

Mindy: fuck off

Ethan: quick question quick question

Mindy: not the best time

Ethan: gay son or thot daughter?

Mindy:

Mindy: what-

Ethan: gay son or thot daughter

Mindy: context?

Ethan: which would u rather have

Amber: neither

Ethan: right...

Wayne: neither

Ethan: right, Chad what about you?

Chad: gay son

Ethan: ooh nice choice

Ethan: thanks guys...

Quinn: you guys like WWE?

Ethan: fuck

Chad: hell yeah i do

Ethan: NO CHAD YOU DONT PLS SAY NO

Quinn: come here you little shit

Vince: kraft mac and cheese, if your parents don't buy it, stop loving them.

Kirby: what-

Mindy: so good you'll wanna fire your grandma

Chad: you guys wrexham fans?

Ethan: if you don't like it i'll fucking find you

Kirby: i hate babysitting

Jill: hey bitch i didn't know you were alive, who are you babysitting for?

Kirby: samantha

Jill: oh ew

Quinn: i'm going to skin you alive

Jill: shut up ginger

Kirby: Jill you can't fight a kid just leave it be bro

Jill: yes i can i've fought a kid multiple times

Amber: and you got humbled

Jill: no i didn't stfu i'll bury you

Kirby: jesus christ Jill

Jill: anyway they aren't her kids she doesn't have kids how r u babysitting

Kirby: well since they're tara's friends all of them + tara can't look after themselves so sam usually has to tag along and make sure they don't do some jackass type shit or end up dead

Jill: not surprising in the slightest

Jill: where's she at again, and why aren't you babysitting tara?

Kirby: on holiday

Jill: fucking dickheads, i wanted to go on holiday ):<

Quinn: too bad

Jill: I'm gonna eat your fucking dog

Kirby: Jill go home

Jill: why don't you babysit this dumbass one then?

Kirby: she's not my responsibility

Jill: ok

Chad: kirby

Kirby: what

Chad: can we have your van keys so we can go get food?

Kirby: no you can't have my fucking van keys, i'll just drive you guys there just ask me

Chad: yay

Kirby: what do ya'll want

Chad: i'll have chinese food

Ethan: a bag of cheetos

Mindy: i don't want anything

Kirby: cheetos and chinese food?-

Ethan: separately, he's the one having chinese food and i only want my cheetos

Kirby: ok

Chad: can we watch a movie in your van on your laptop

Kirby: it's for official FBI business only

Ethan: yeah but like can we watch a movie on your laptop

Kirby: what did i just-

Kirby: you know what? fine.

Chad: yay!

Kirby: what movie

Ethan: kung fury

Chad: yeah put kung fury on

Kirby: fine

Mindy: im just gonna be on my phone the whole time

Chad: dingus

Mindy: you're a dingus

Chad: no you are

Mindy: it's you

Kirby: just shut up and watch the fucking movie

Chad: okay

Kirby: finally some quiet

Quinn: kraft mac and cheese, you'll take it to the freshman dance...and you'll get to first base




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