Hired | b.w.s

One

I sit down on my bed with a huff as my phone vibrates, I pick it up to see a text from an unknown number. I frown at my screen and unlock it to view the message.

*Hey babe, wanna meet up tonight?;)*

I frown and stifle a giggle. Some poor guy has accidentally messaged the wrong person. I type a response back to the mysterious number.

*Sorry dude, I think you've been given a fake number.*

I laugh and lie down on the bed with a sigh, not expecting them to reply back. However, my phone instantly dings so I unlock it to view the message.

*Fuck, seriously? Who is this?*

Are they dumb? As if I'm going to give my name to a random person.

*hmm...not so keen on giving my name out to random strangers, but nice try:)*

I send the sarcastic response and roll my eyes when they reply back. Can they give it a rest? I'm so tired I could fall asleep right now.

*Touché...but you're definitely a girl though right?*

I chuckle and roll my eyes whilst typing a reply, guys really are desperate.

*Nice talking to you but I have better things to be doing than messaging some creep I don't know, goodbye:)*

I smile at my response which is blatantly a lie, considering I have nothing to do and nowhere to be. I close my eyes, hoping to finally get some rest but once again my phone vibrates. I groan. Can they not take a hint?

*Yeah, you're definitely a girl;)*

I roll my eyes at the response and ignore the message, obviously a fuckboy.