| | 3:38 p.m. | |
Me:
So can I ask you a question?
Jake:
Shoot.
Jake:
Not literally.
Me:
I'm not an idiot.
Jake:
What do you think people would think if they saw our text messages?
Me:
That you're an idiot.
Me:
Anyways, I'm firing my question.
Me:
The firsy text message you sent me. What did you mean by you hid the body? Please tell me you didn't do that for real...
Me:
first*
Me:
Jake?
Me:
Oh my god, you did!! You legit buried a body!!! And because I know, now I'm going to die because whoever you killed have people that care for him and want to extract revenge on you by killing me!!
Jake:
Wow...leave you alone for a few minutes and your mind thinks up the worst-case-scenario, doesn't it?
Me:
Can you blame me??
Jake:
Relax, babe. It's a code a high school buddy and I have. It meant I was free and wanted to do something. We reconnected at a reunion, and when I texted him, I put in the wrong number and BAM! Texted you.
Me:
You couldn't have come up with a better code??!!
Jake:
It kinda stuck. We were high schoolers when we came up with it.
Me:
Dude...almost gave me a heart attack.
Jake:
Technically you almost gave yourself a heart attack.
Me:
Shut up. I'm blaming you. End of discussion.
Jake:
Lol!!
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A/N: HAPPY EASTER, YA'LL!!
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Short StoryUnknown Number: I buried the body. What now? Me: Umm...what? Unknown Number: Ah shit. Sorry, wrong number! Could you like...delete that message? Me: Will the police be able to track it back to me if i don't? Unknown Number: ...yes. Me: Ok. Dele...
