magnetic ➾ matt sturniolo

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september 10th 2023

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jaythompson

hey

emfisher

hey?

jaythompson

u wanna hang out trm?

emfisher

wym? i thought that was ur guys plan

jaythompson

nah im thinking i cancel on emma
and u and i hangout instead

emfisher

what

jaythompson

oh cmon i saw the way u were looking at me all night
i know u want me and i want u too
it can be our little secret no one has to know

emfisher

ur right but i can't do that

jaythompson

cmon yk u want too
i'll make it worth ur time

emfisher

idk man seems too risky

jaythompson

that's all the fun😈
so what do u say

emfisher

let's do it

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It was only around one-fifty in the morning as Emma held her roommate's phone in her hand as she continued to text her boyfriend, pretending she was Emilie. The dark-haired girl had shown Emma the moment she had received the message request, and the pair had huddled around her phone lying on the brunette's bed.

"Oh honey," Emilie spoke as she looked from the phone to the brunette's face, which had tears threatening to leave her eyes.

"I mean really? He can't be this dumb, right? It's gotta be a joke," Emma spoke as she tried to push away the tears that were falling.

"Did he really think I wasn't gonna tell you?"

"Apparently he thinks since we just met, and you were "looking" at him tonight that it means you couldn't care less," Emma said as she continued texting the boy to make plans as Emilie.