S a t u r d a y , J u n e 1 1
- 3:03 pm -
[ Hello! ]
[ Hellooo ]
[ Anybody home? ]
- 3:20 pm -
{ Um..who are you? }
[ You finally answered! :D ]
{ Obviously, now answer my question }
[ Jeeze..I thought you would be nicer ]
{ Omg just answer the question }
[ Fine. Wassup babe. The name's Tyler. ]
{ 1. Don't call me babe 2. How'd you get my number? }
[ Funny story, some random person commented on my Instagram post saying 'Hit my friend up. She lonely af.' and then a phone number was typed in after. I'm guessing it's yours? ]
{ Yeah no shit. What's the person's username? }
[ 'Riley' something ]
[ Wait lemme check real quick... ]
{ No need ik exactly who it is. Thanks for the talk, although I didn't necessarily enjoy it. Now, will you excuse me, I need to have a serious talk with someone. I don't expect you to text back so goodbye }
[ Wow -.- thanks for enjoying my presence ]

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That Vans Chick
Short Story[ Wanna make a deal? ] { I'm game } [ Ik you somehow like to keep your identity hidden from me, so I was thinking...If I find out who you are without pictures and all that bull crap - and this takes my stalking skills to a whole new level - you will...