Mark had flown to San Francisco for business meetings so Jack was home alone, sitting with Chica on the balcony.
He had a book in his hand, Chica's fur rubbing against his leg. He heard his phone ring from his side, checking it quickly.
Markimoo: miss you
Jackaboy: miss you too
Markimoo: a lot
Jackaboy: a lot
Markimoo: I wanna come home
Markimoo: 3 weeks has been too long I wanna see you
Jackaboy: I know baby but soon
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AYE ITS YA GIRL HERE
LMAO I REFUSED TO USE MY CRUTCHES AT HOME BECAUSE IM A STUBBORN ASS BITCH AND MY FOOT GOT WORSE SO NOW I HAVE THIS THING UNTIL NEXT WEDNESDAYSO I HAVE THIS FOR HOMECOMING THIS WEEKEND AND THE HOMECOMING FLOAT WHERE I HAVE TO SIT IN THE BACK OF A TRUCK WITH OUR STAR WARS HOCO FLOAT LMAO WHADDUP ITS LIT
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Message Delivered
FanfictionJacksepticeye: I saw your latest video Jacksepticeye: I'm still so sorry Jacksepticeye: I'm glad you found someone new. Jacksepticeye: I'm glad you're happy. Message Delivered - completed series - 22,230 words second book in the 'Message' series lo...