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Casey x Reader - 2 - Texting

One thing was certain, without fail, Casey found ways to text you pretty much all day, every day, since you met. Over the weirdest crap imaginable. You thought he was funny, and kinda odd, yet endearingly, but annoyingly so.

You still Nicknamed him "Casey Jones The Sewer Rat" in your phone, but the phone abbreviated the long name when texting rather than calling.

"C.J.T.S.R: Hey, Quick question; is poison ivy used in salads?"

You were very alarmed to get this, despite it coming in during class. It was too urgent, you had to answer.

"E-excuse me, teacher, may I please use the restroom?! It's important." The teacher nodded, and you bolted out, whipping out your phone as you scampered through the halls, quickly typing a response on your way.

"Weird Lady: What?! Why?! No?! Please don't eat that, you'll get sick, it's called 'poison ivy' for a good reason, dude!"

You tapped the side of your phone case nervously whilst walking and waiting for a reply. It was your favorite color, and had a small pattern and a charm regarding a game you played a while back called 'Our Life'.

"C.J.T.S.R: But people can use fish in sushi that's supposedly poisonous if not prepared properly?"

You wheezed. Where the heck was he getting this information?!

"Weird Lady: Casey, dude, is someone trying to kill you? Do you need help? Who at your place is trying to freaking poison you? Or are you really just asking cuz you're curious?"

You sat down on the closed toilet seat in the girls bathroom, anxiously await a reply, trying to avoid looking at the filthy stalls, and the marker-stained walls. Ugh...

"C.J.T.S.R: I was just asking because poison ivy is a weed, yet Dandelions are too, but some people eat the leaves in salads. I was curious if that worked for other plants."

You stared at the screen, scanning it over multiple times. You knew that. Your parents really liked dandelion leaves, especially the One who gave you your fashion sense. They were all about nature, and using natural foods, while the other was fine with other things, but preferred the latter. You were speechless.

Casey knew that, but SOMEHOW, didn't know that a young lady could be MUGGED, walking alone in New York's streets, AT NIGHT?

"Weird Lady: I...Casey the things you know confuse me."

You sighed, standing and leaving, washing your hands, and then heading back towards your class, though your stomach hurt a little from the stress he'd given you.

"C.J.T.S.R: Huh? Do you mean about the dandelions? Well, Master Michelangelo is obsessed with Cooking, so he told me yesterday."

You stared incredulously at your phone, still walking, but holding your stomach and feeling sort of puny.

"You asked me instead of your cooking obsessed teacher, dude, why give me the stress of trying to make sure you don't poison yourself, you stupid-" You kept muttering, flinching a bit at the pain in your stomach.

"C.J.T.S.R: I didn't worry you, did I?"

You squinted. Nothing of your earlier statement could've given him that impression, why was he asking? Had you EVER, seemed concerned about him openly, you only met him once, yet you sighed, shaking your head.

"Weird Lady: You pulled me away from my class, dude. Please stop texting."

You wanted this to be over, and your stomach to stop hurting.

You didn't care enough to check his reply, silencing your phone to vibrate, and going back to class, composing yourself to take your seat and act like everything was fine.