"So, Mia, do you have a twitter anymore?" Jon asks, as we sat at his house, eating Oreos.
"Nah, I deleted mine years ago." I chuckled, scrolling through my Tumblr feed.
Jon then takes my phone from my hands, and laughs.
"Hey!" I gasp,"I was tumbling!"
"Tumbling?" Jon raises his eyebrow, looking at me momentarily.
"Yes, I was looking through my tumblr." I sigh, rolling my eyes.
"Whatever." He chuckles, "So, what do you want your username to be?" He smirks.
"No! you are not making me a twitter! I will never use it." I pout, crossing my arms.
"Yes, you will. Your username is gonna be SparklyUnicornsRainbow." he said.
"No! Let me see that!" I grab it, typing in 'MiaIsAmazingg',"That's my tumblr name and your gonna use it." I gave the phone back to him, with a huff.
"I knew I'd get it out of you." he smirked, "Your password is?"
I took the phone back, again, and typed in the password I use for everything, and handed it to him.
"Thank you." he mumbled, clicking more things, scrolling, and tweeting, or whatever y'all Twatters do.
"And finished!" He gave me my phone back, and it showed my profile. It had a picture of Jon and I from a while ago, while we were sharing an Oreo as my profile picture.
Then, my phone buzzed for some reason, "What was that?" I asked, frantically scrolling about.
"It's just a mention," Jon laughs, and swats my hand away, clicking something.
I read a tweet from Jon,
"Hello, beautiful. @MiaIsAmazingg"
I blushed, and exited twitter, returning to my glorious Tumblr feed.
"What? No 'Thank you, Jon, baby, boobookins, sweetheart, cuddle-bug, pizza slice?" He mimicks.
"Pizza slice? I have never, and never will, call you pizza slice." I said, smiling.
"Whatever you say, my pizza slice." he wraps his arm around me, and looks at my tumblr.
"What's this button do?" he clicked a random one.
"Don't click that." I slapped his arm.
"What about this one?" he clicks another, followed by another.
"Jonathan Cozart." I laugh, and he just takes my phone, clicking random things.
I tried grabbing my phone, but he pulled it away, chuckling, as he scrolled and clicked everything in sight.
"Done." he handed it back, laughing. I scrolled down trough tumblr, and he had liked and shared almost every post.
"Oh, god. Jon, you suck." I laugh.
"I do not! Who's the one who set you up with a much need twitter account?" he asked, smirking.
"You mean, much unwanted twitter account? You did, Jon." I slapped his arm.
"Will ya stop hitting me, and start kissing me?" he asked, batting his eyes.
"Never." I stood up, walking to the living room, and lied down on his couch, smiling. I checked the time, 4:12,"Yo! I gotta go to work soon. And by soon, I mean now." I called to Jon.
He came in, mouth stuffed with Oreo, "No! You can't leave." he said, muffled by Oreo.
"I have to, though. Unless you want me to get fired." I tell him.
