ANNOYING ORANGE: do you go to school
STELLA: that's none of your business
ANNOYING ORANGE: c'mon
ANNOYING ORANGE: tell me
STELLA: no
ANNOYING ORANGE: pls
STELLA: no
STELLA: i'll block you
ANNOYING ORANGE: i'm not a pedo
ANNOYING ORANGE: besides, if you wanted to block me, you would've done that already
STELLA: so what if i haven't
STELLA: that literally doesn't even mean anything
ANNOYING ORANGE: you like talking to me
STELLA: hahaha no
ANNOYING ORANGE: do you go to schoooool
STELLA: jesus fine
STELLA: yes
ANNOYING ORANGE: me too
ANNOYING ORANGE: i'm year twelve
STELLA: k
ANNOYING ORANGE: you?
STELLA: won't tell ya
ANNOYING ORANGE: are you a girl or a boy
STELLA: you're missing a question mark there
ANNOYING ORANGE: so what
STELLA: nothing
ANNOYING ORANGE: you didn't answer my question
STELLA: i don't want to
ANNOYING ORANGE: can i call you?
STELLA: wtf no
STELLA: STOP
STELLA: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
STELLA: I WON'T ANSWER
SPAWN OF SATAN: I WILL STOP CALLING YOU WHEN YOU ANSWER MY QUESTION
STELLA: jESUS WOMAN CHILL
STELLA: i'm a girl
SPAWN OF SATAN: good
SPAWN OF SATAN: can i call you?
STELLA: NO
SPAWN OF SATAN: pls
SPAWN OF SATAN: i'm bored
STELLA: leave me alone
[you do not understand how hard i ship these two. even if they're currently just annoying the hell out of each other.]
[also, seeing people read this means the world to me, even if it's only two people. it's still something.]
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Stella | Luke Hemmings AU
FanfictionUNKNOWN: hi, is this brothel 'em? In which a girl called Stella receives a message from an unknown number, as the result of her friend Andy writing down her number on a school desk, adding 'BROTHEL PUBLIC HOUSE 'EM' next to it. Obviously, Stella's...
