My alarm clock starts to beep at exactly 6:00 AM in the morning, which is very annoying. Without even thinking twice, I slam my hand down to it and threw it across the room, shattering it apart. The beeping quickly died out.
I bury my face way even deeper to my pillow, letting out a frustrated groan. It's Monday. And Monday means another day for writing, and solving.
Ugh. What a day.
I stifle a yawn and reaches for my phone placed on my bedside table.
A message pop out of the screen once I open it.
Twitter
AlexTheGreat: Cool.
Okay, what?
LinIc: ho r u?
AlexTheGreat: AlexTheGreat
LinIc: no need to be sarcastic dude,
AlexTheGreat: how do u no I'm a dude, exactly?
LinIc: bc of ur name, obviously,
AlexTheGreat: dat is great, so wats ur real name, might I ask?
LinIc: it's non of ur business,
AlexTheGreat: hey, I'm not a bad guy, I'm actually a good guy
LinIc: well den, dats good for u,
AlexTheGreat: am I annoying?
LinIc: nat really,
AlexTheGreat: den, why r u aren't answering my questions?
LinIc: bc ur a stranger, and I'm nat talking to a stranger
AlexTheGreat: actually, ur talking to a stranger. I'm a stranger.
LinIc: I'm nat talking to a stranger, I'm chatting u, duh. There's a difference.
AlexTheGreat: wats ur IQ level?
LinIc: nat telling u,
AlexTheGreat: cam on,
LinIc: bye bye, going to school. See u later,
Okay, did I just chatted with him?
Author's note:
Another Author's note for you. To all reader who don't understand their messages to each other because of the words that's not even a word, I just did a shortcut because it's a chat. It's more like in texting. If you reread it, you'll soon get it.
Thank you!
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