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▴ six ▴

juliet: jay dawg.

juliet: I hope you're still alive so you can reply.

jay: if I was dead you'd know.

juliet: I know what you did last summer.

jay: you just gave creepy a whole new definition.

juliet: always watching.

jay: no.

juliet: why not hm.

juliet: and btw I have a question.

jay: ask away.

juliet: is Gabe your best friend?

jay: boyfriend, was my boyfriend.

juliet: oh. I'm sorry, I don't want to sound nosey. . . let's talk about something else yeah?

jay: sure.

juliet: what's your favorite color?

jay: white.

juliet: isn't that not a color?

jay: technically it's an absence since you can't mix anything to make it, but if you wanted an answer than its white.

jay: tell me yours.

juliet: dark blue.

jay: I thought you would say pink or something.

juliet: why's that?

jay: you seem preppy and you're probably popular and rich.

juliet: why that?

jay: just by the way you talk and stuff

jay: you're probably a daddy's girl, your dad is most likely a doctor or maybe a dentist while your mom is a stay at home mom who caters to your Father's every need and you're always put on the back burner so you try to impress your parents as much as you can but on the inside you're suffering.

juliet: not even close.

jay: well it was a good shot.

jay: what's your real story then.

juliet: wouldn't you like to know (:

jay: I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.

juliet: no it's embarrassing :(

jay: come on don't be such a pussy.

juliet: no.

jay: yes.

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im so addicted to writing this i wanna post a new chapter like every minute smh.