Abdul's phone vibrated and he smiled to himself flipping it over expecting a certain notification; his smile faded realizing it was his group chat sending memes that would get each of them 5 years in a stray jacket, minimum. He sighed tossing his phone to his chest, leaning back in his chair, and looking up at his ceiling. He blinked twice, "Bro ..." He sat up readjusting his headset, and opened NCAA 25. He had three tantrums and threatened the safety of his friends on 8 different occasions before his phone vibrated once more; mid-game Abdul's hand hesitated on the PS5 controller as he reached for his phone. His gaze laid on an unsaved number asking 'Is this Abdul?' He sat up in his seat, his friends yelling at him from his headset; the voices faded out as he unlocked his phone. He smiled.
770-984-2544
is this abdul?
Is this Melek?
haha yea
Wyd?
js left work
Ts
Where you work at?
...
What
why you wanna know
Because I'm your stalker
HAHAHA
im a supervisor at ross
Oooo a Supervisor
hahaha mmhm
Ts
What u doing later?
im going to sleep
Bruh you not getting food or nothing?
FATASS
Stfu
first thing you do is eat??
😭😭
shirts getting small?
