F r i d a y , J u n e 1 7
- 12:09 pm -
{ Riles, can you come over? I need your help again. }
{ FUCK WRONG PERSON! }
[ I'd love to come over ;) ]
{ Omg.. -.- }
[ I'm joking! xD Unless you really want me to come over, I'd be more than happy to :) ]
{ ...no... }
[ What's the issue? ]
{ Why would I tell you? It's none of your business }
[ I just wanted to help. Jeeze take a chill pill ]
{ -.- }
[ So...? ]
{ Fine. I tripped and spilled a whole gallon of milk on the ground... }
[ LMAO XD ]
{ Don't laugh asshole }
[ So can I still come over? ;) ]
{ No. }
[ Damn... ]

YOU ARE READING
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...