jordan: hey man!
will: are you fucking kidding me
jordan: well hello to u to
will: .....five seconds in and you already fucked up. the second 'to' should be too*
jordan: oh whatever.
will: at least you're using mostly full sentences now
jordan: you're rubbing off on me!
will: ew. I would never rub on you >.<
jordan: aw ;( that hurts m8
will: so what. we're not friends anyway
jordan: ouCH
will: what
jordan: I thought we were going to be gr8 friends and have sleepovers and stuffs
will: jordan
jordan: yes will?
will: where do you live
will: like what country/city
jordan: I live in Vancouver
will: okay. right. this is why we can't be ""friends"" and have ""sleepovers""
jordan: ??????
will: I live in the UK
jordan: oh. how are you and Ivan doing tho
will: it's ISAAC
will: I S A A C
jordan: chill bro👌🏼
will: ugh. fine. and he's great, he's actually going to Canada for his job so that's cool.
jordan: whereabouts?
will: ummm, north Vancouver? I think?
jordan: ooooh maybe I'll get to meet him😉😉
will: jesus christ.
will: maybe.
jordan: will?
will: yes, jordan?
jordan: can I pleAse have a photo of you?
will: only if you give me one of you.
jordan: DEAL :D
will: you first, so I know if you're going to screw me over.
jordan: -multimedia message-
will: dAMN you didn't tell me you were attractive
jordan: your turn :p
will: -multimedia message-
[photos at top]
jordan: fuCK
jordan: I sAy AGAIN; FUCK
jordan: YOURE FUCKING HOT GOD DAMN
will: oh shit, Isaac's here. gotta go. bye!
jordan: oh. um, bye.
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sorry, mate wrong number (kiani)
Fanfictionwhen a girl you met at the bar gives you her number, that's good. so, you text it. but the person on the other end isn't her. that's bad. actually, maybe not.
