omegle :: clifford

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I even surprised myself, why did I give him my number? He was a stranger on omegle. Stranger. My Mom always taught me that you should never talk to strangers, or even look at them. Yep, she was pretty protective. Alas, here I am anticipating a text from the strange guy. You see after I gave him my digits he hung the call right up. Why? I don't know.

It had been a good hour. Still no next. I sighed, putting my phone down on the old, clunky desk. I heard a ping. I practically scrambled for my phone, breaking out smiling pretty large when it was from an unknown number.

07778896748 :

hey, it's the omegle guy.....

me :

hello creeper

  07778896748 :

wow nice way to greet someone..

me :

ikr :))

me :

yanno, i need a name for the contacts

   07778896748 :

oh yeah, the names michael

me :

hello michael, its cool tho i just put u as creeper omegle boy.........

creeper omegle boy :

wow means alot babe

me :

i aint yo babe

crepper omegle boy :

sure tho

me :

wow u really are a creeper

creeper omegle boy : 

>:-((

me :

://

creeper omegle boy :

:--)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

me :

well, I gotta get to bed my friend can hear meh typing. Have a nice night michael the omegle boy ;))))

creeper omegle boy :

you too beautiful ;--))))))))))))))))))

A/N

WHY DOES MICHAEL DO SO MANY MOUTHS IDKIDK

k bye burritos :-))

-frankieeeee

xx