Chandler's Girl▷c.r

16- just a joke

ⓡ= read
ⓓ= delivered
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[Y/N] pov;
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Continued...

2:45am~

Chan☺: did u die..? ⓓ

Chan☺: psssst ⓓ

Chan☺: AJSJSJ ⓓ

Chan☺: I shall spam ⓓ

Chan☺: no one likes it when I spam ⓓ

Chan☺: AJSJAJJA ⓓ

Chan☺: [Y/N]!!!!!1!1!1!!1!1!1! ⓡ

Princess❤: im so sorry I died! I fell asleep I sowwy :(( ⓡ

Chan☺: SCREAMING U BOOTYHOLE ⓡ

Princess❤: sowwyyyyyyyyyyy ⓡ

Chan☺: shut ur butt I forgive u ⓡ

Princess❤: YAYAYAYAY ⓡ

Princess❤: im sooooo tired. Will u murder me if i die? ⓡ

Chan☺: stab u in ur chest like jessie stabs that wolf >:^( ⓡ

Princess❤: well damn. Love u too bestie ⓡ

Chan☺: lol bestie. What a white gurl term nO OFFENSE ;)) ⓡ

Princess❤: Non taken. Now me and my white gurl self are gonna go get our Starbucks and shop peace out betch ⓡ

Chan☺: ;)))))))) ⓡ

My eyes become so heavy that I no longer can keep them open.
I'll just rest my eyes for a few minutes.
I feel my phone buzz indicating that I have a new message but I'm just so tired I can't open my eyes again.
I'll answer in a minute!

My phone slips out of my hand still on my text messages with Chandler.
It's showing that I'm reading all his texts...ugh I'll tell him what happened in the morning.
Before long I'm fast asleep...
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Chandler's pov; 

Me; [Y/N] I really need to tell u something...ⓡ

Me; plz answer me this is important ⓡ

Me; I know ur reading this..it says read [Y/N] ⓡ

Me; Please!? ⓡ

Me; Okay fine be that way Im saying it anyway ⓡ

Me; this is kinda embarrassing because Idk if u feel the same or not but...ⓡ

Me; I want you to know how I feel before you leave for vacation... ⓡ

Me; yah know just in case you meet some hot guy that happens to be a total flirt and makes you feel special but actually is a fuckboy and will just use you for what he wants ⓡ

Me; if that isn't as obvious as I think I'm making it I guess I have to say it because you're not aNSWERING ME ⓡ

Me; [Y/N] I like you ⓡ

Me; [Y/N] please say something so I dont feel like a total idiot for saying thisⓓ

Me; annnd you're gone... ⓓ
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[Y/N] pov;

"[Y/N] wake up!" My mom yells from downstairs, "we're leaving in half an hour!"
I rub my eyes and groan, rolling over and sitting up.
I look for my phone but see its not on my nightstand, "what the heck?" I look on the floor but see its no where to be found, "well this is very unfortunate..."