AU: Connor sends a text message to a wrong number by accident. Things progress from there.
(note, this fic has been modified from an original Glee fic, and is not my own work)
DISCLAIMER: I did not write this story, I've merely altered it into a Tronnor story. I claim no ownership over it at all. The original Little Numbers, written for the Glee fandom, can be found under the user iknowitainteasy on Livejournal.
Formatting Key: Connor Troye Kayla Caspar Tyler Matthew
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Sun 1 Mar (7:15pm) You were right about Connor.
(7:21) Yeah?
(7:22) Yes.
(7:22) How d'you mean?
(7:23) I just got home and I haven't seen Troye like this since... Well, you know.
(7:24) That's my boy. (7:26) Okay, things are going good so far, but don't stop watching them.
(7:27) Always - I don't trust them yet. Stupid boys.
(7:27) ...Is that a generalization?
(7:29) Maybe?
(7:29) We're supposed to be on the same team.
(7:30) We are, Caspar. But *I* run this show.
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(8:01pm) How's it going, Connie?
(8:02) Stop it. You promised.
(8:02) Ok, *Connor.* (8:04) So?
(8:05) What?
(8:05) What's up?
(8:06) You're weird, that's what's up.
(8:06) I just want to know how you are.
(8:07) You already saw me today. I had two arms and two legs. Nothing's changed.
(8:07) Yeah, but we talked. About stuff.
(8:08) If you're trying to be subtle, you can stop. I can see right through it.
(8:08) Come on, details.
(8:09) You're so gossipy, Caspar Lee. I'm appalled.
(8:10) Hey, what's wrong with being curious? After all the shit that's happened over the past few months... (8:11) It's like you're willing to share the pain, but not the joy. (8:12) Share the joy, Connor.
(8:13) You're. Being. Weird. (8:13) Just let me have this, okay? For now.
(8:14) Fine. (8:14) Connie.
(8:15) Low blow.
(8:15) I know.
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Mon 2 Mar (7:33am) Look at him, he's living the life.
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