Lostboy: hey
you: hola
Lostboy: wyd
you: nothin just chillin
Lostboy: alone ?
you: I have a sandwich, does that count?
Lostboy: well, does it have a name?
you: yes, his name is Tom
Lostboy: wtf it's a guy?
you: idk he's gone now
Lostboy: 😏 so now you're alone?
you: sadly yes
Lostboy: can I come over?
you: ig, idc
Lostboy: cool be right there
you: okie dokey
Lostboy:
you: it's January, put a fucking shirt on
Lostboy: 😂 ok mom
you: hey! I just remembered!
Lostboy: what
you: today's the big three-o!
Lostboy: oh god don't remind me. I shouldn't even be able to turn 30
you: y not
Lostboy: lost boys aren't suppose to grow up!
you: ... Robbie said that didn't he?
Lostboy: ... yeah
you: whatever come over and I'll give you a present
Lostboy: 😏 ok
you: and put a shirt on for god sakes
About 20 minutes later, Parker arrived at my house.
"Hey! You put a shirt on!" I greeted him at the door.
He chuckled and shrugged as he stepped through the door into the house.
"I like to respect my elders." He joked. I scowled and swatted him over the head.
"Ass."
"Your ass is better." He smirked.
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FanfictionJust some drabble and things that float around in my mind. Fluff, drabble, smut, anything. #1 book in Panlix and Robker tag oh and highest ranking Yay. {requests are Closed} and i dont own these characters(sadly) COVER CREDITS TO MY DAMN SELF LIKE O...