Gold: belle?
Belle: yes rumple?
Gold: I love you.
Belle: we've already been through this rumple..
Gold: c'mon, let me take you out for dinner, we can hang out and talk ;)
Belle: um, I think I'll pass. . .
Gold: well then, I'm gonna write a song about us.
Gold:what should I call it?
Belle: restraining order.
Gold:come on Belle baby, don't be like that.
-Belle has left this chat-
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OUAT Texts || part 1
RastgeleEver wonder what the people of Storybrooke talk about in their messages? well, now you know. *updates everyday* ((not all of these are mine)) I do NOT Once Upon A Time or any of the characters.
