Stalker, Stalker |✔️

Smooth Second

Hey girlish girl.

Hey not my barbie doll.
Wait, are you obsessed with barbie dolls?

Mind your own business.

Same to you.

I am minding my own business indeed.

And what is it? To irritate me? Is that your business? Well, then you're doing very good.

I know.

I was being sarcastic.

Really? Hah.

Shut up.

Got you.

You can never get me.

You're being literal.

Shouldn't I be?

No.

But this is wattpad, the largest ebook community.

And social.

Yeah of course.

Let's be friends.

Okay. No problem.

Give me your phone number.

Are you crazy? I hardly even know you.

Chill, I'm not your homicidal stalker.

You might be.

I fell of the chair. I swear.

Earthquake?

I fell off laughing.

Oh. I thought so.

Don't lie, tube light.

Don't call me that.

Why not?
Or do you prefer being called girlish girl?

I prefer being called tube light.

In my opinion, the former name was more appropriate for you.

What's your name? And let's end the suspense. Are you a girl or a boy?

Let the suspense roll on for sometime.
What do you think?

About what?

About my gender.

Well, you clearly aren't sweet. Like a boy.

Boys can be sweet.

I am talking in general.
But there aren't many boys on wattpad.

There are some.

Just tell me.

Why are you so interested? This is real life. Messaging won't make us fall in love or something. This is not your wattpad novel.

You are clearly a guy.

Yes. Happy?

Where are you from?

See my bio.

It says Not Your Business.

Exactly.

I'm from India by the way. And I'm proud.

I'm proud too.

Then why are you not telling me?

I'm from Canada.

Oh.

Talk to you later.

Yeah. Bye.