Adym: Hey babe
Alex: I don't even know what you look like lol
Adym: I look like the man of your dreams
Alex: I bet you do but how do I know your not some old man?
Adym: maybe I am or maybe I'm not.
Alex: it's 3 in the morning what do you want?
Adym: just someone to talk to I got a lot going on
Alex: well I'm sleeping I'll text you when I wake up okay?
Adym: I'll miss you
Alex: you'll get over it
A.N: sorry for the short chapter.
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The Drunk Text (Adym Fan fiction)
Teen FictionIt all started with one drunk text but will it last read to find out.
