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TWENTY - FIVE

There's been made a group chat on Snapchat after our bowling night, and I immediately know there's gonna be drama.

The Bowlers

MinHo(t)
Well that's an original name, Tes. Applause!!

Teresa <3
Shut up. You spent nights finding a way to include brackets in your username, just for that.

MinHo(t)
At least my user isn't Teresa_Agnes
You're so good at these beautiful, barely obvious names!

Teresa is in my contacts as Teresa <3 because I already had her in my contacts, and Minho did indeed find a way to make his username that.

NotAristotle
Wouldya quit spamming my phone by these useless messages?

T <3
Yeah, Teresa and Minho. Shut up

Teresa <3
You shut up

MinHo(t)
Scary

Teresa <3
Yk what I heard??

MinHo(t)
The fan girls screaming below my window last night?

Teresa <3
No, that you're either good at bowling or good in bed.

*T <3 left the groupchat*

MinhoHo(t)
You're not funny
Idiot
And that's not true
At all
Leave this group
I'm kicking you out

*You added T <3 to the groupchat*

T <3
I'm not starting this war
Leave me out
I wasn't even that good!!
Also, I'm busy so don't spam
Minho, I'll see ya soon

You
Lovely how defensive you two are getting

MinHo(t)
Let me live in peace please
Imma add Winston and Fry
Emotional support

*MinHo(t) added WinnieThePooh and FryingPan to the groupchat*

I get a call for dinner, so there I go. Newt clearly isn't on his phone right now, which he barely is. He only plays video games when Thomas is here. Other than that, I don't think he touches much electronics.

Once I'm downstairs, I nearly choke on air and are close to dropping my phone.

Newt could've mentioned he had Thomas over.

Mostly because I look like crap right now. Undone hair, no makeup at all, very oversized clothes. And not in a cute, messy bun type of way.

"Eh—" I try to act normal while walking past him. "Hi, Thomas. That's a... surprise."

His face lights up. It's not very obvious, but I can see it. "Hey."

Then I sit down at the dinner table. Exhaustion takes over me at the act. After ballet, my muscles were burning. I barely lasted dancing for ten minutes. Received some weird glares when I called for another break. And at home, I refused to sit down because I felt like I would no longer be able to get up, and now I realize that really might be the case.

𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 - TMR AU, ThomasWhere stories live. Discover now