I wake up the next morning and my phone is blown the hell up.
Him: are u there
Him: heeelllllooooo
Him: hehe
Him: um okay then
Him: ghggurdefsqsdf
Him: fuck u too
Him: God damn
God he's fucking annoying. I decide to fucking text the hoe back.
Me: God bless what the hell do u fucking want?
Him: someone's not a morning person
Me: well I'm not fully functional until food is in my god damn body
Him: same
Me: so what the hell do u want
Him: well I haves something to tell u
Me: no shit Sherlock
Him: well u asked me what band I was in and I didn't tell but now I will. I'm in a band called 5sos
Me: stop lying srsly
Him: no I really am
Me: take a pic of mikey, lukey, calum
Him: *inserts a pic of all them*
Me: holy shit
Me: wait I still don't believe u
Him: what can I do to prove to?
Me: hmmm?
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bai
peace love and ashton irwin
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