Stuart Twombly (R)

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Y/N PØV

I open my computer and type in what I thought was the password.

*braaaaa*

Declined.

Declined?

What, I could've sworn my password was....wait what was it?

God, I know it has something to do with Stuart.

StuartTwomblyIsMyHusband

*declined*

MrsTwombly

*declined*

IAmMrsTwombly.

*declined*

StuartIsMyHusband

*declined*

FuckMyLife

*declined*

IHATEYOUSOUND

*declined*

IfThisPasswordDoesntWorkIHaveAn
ExcuseToCallStuart

*declined*

"UGH!" I throw myself back in my chair.

And dial Stuart's number.

"Y/N?" He asks

"Hey, um, Stuart. I kinda forgot my password and I was wondering if you could like find it for me?" I ask

"Really Y/N? You locked yourself out of your own computer?" He asks I nod in shame.

"Just give it to me." I sigh

"Okay hold on." He says

I hear a few clicks.

"Hey, um, Y/N?" He asks

"Are you sure you want me to read this out loud."

"Yes. I need my password." I say bluntly

"But I mean I don't think you need it that bad."

"Stuart, you've obviously already seen it so what does it matter now?" I ask he sighs

"Fine, fine. It's Mr. Y/N Twombly." He says and my cheeks burn up.

"Okay thanks Stuart." I say quickly and hang up the phone blushing.

Yet I still type in the password and continue to use my computer.

So hi. It's Raylene here.

I'm trying to get Hannah to possibly update.

But yeah

For now....hey.

Don't forget to leave requests on who either I or Hannah to do.

BYEEEEE

-Raylene🎈OUATBitches
A.K.A: OnceUponABratisney

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