|| Heera is chilling in the living room, reading a nylon magazine that has just arrived this morning while drinking a cup of tea. She was reading in silence when suddenly a notification from her phone -which she placed on top of the coffee table- pops up. ||
unknown :
hey girl
no wait, that doesn't sound right
hi angel !!
yoon heera :
who r u ?
wat do u want ?
and i ain't an angel
unknown :
my initial is T
what're you doing ?
yoon heera :
well hello, T
i'm just drinking my tea
unknown :
was it a coincidence that it rhymes or ?
wait, maybe that's bc i'm as sweet as tea ;)
yoon heera :
but the tea i'm drinking
atm ain't sweet
unknown :
tea in general then
yoon heera :
-,-
unknown :
btw, u r an angel to me
yoon heera :
i'm no angel
i'm yoon heera, a normal human
unknown :
still an angel to me
yoon heera :
bye gtg
unknown :
no don't
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أدب الهواة❝It's too hard to hate you.❞ A Taeyong fanfic. [a sequel to 10 reasons why]
