Texting Baby
Baby
What do u want now?
Thats no way to talk to ur friend
Baby
I aint ur friend
But im ur friend
Baby
Leave me alone
I want to b alone too!
Baby
Great!
So we can b alone together!
Baby
Now go away.
I was already away to begin with.
Baby
Rnt u smart...
Yes, i actually am smart...unlike u
Baby
...
Baby?
Baby
...
Baby...
Baby
...
Awww, dont b mad. I was jk...i think
Baby
...
TALK U BIG BAFOON!
Baby
Did u just call me a bafoon?
Well it did work didnt it?
Baby
It didnt work.
R u constipated still?
Baby
Yes, why?
Just wanted to hear ur squealing...Baby
And why would u want to hear my yelling?
I already told you this, because it's music to my ears...
Baby
I wish u never called in the first place...
Do u hear that? Thats me crying...
Baby
Im sorry
U betta b
Baby
I meant to rite, im sorry but i dont care...
You hear that? Thats me cracking my nuckles...im gunna find u in ur sleep and dice ur hands.
Baby
Ohh, u scare me
I no rite¿
Baby
Good bye, my buddy’s calling me.
U no buddy is a rat from a movie rite...so u just called ur friend a rat.
Baby?
Thats not nice u no?
To just leave without sayimg good bye
Oh look! U did say good bye!
Awww, ur so sweet! I wanna pinch ur cheeks rite now.
U no i dont believe u when u said ur a bad boy. U seem to nice to b one.
Y u not answering?
Riteeee...u left...i forgot.
U no everyone always seems to leave me, but it's alright cuz ur neva getting rid of me...eva...
K...bai!
YOU ARE READING
Calls From The Toilet [DISCONTINUED]
Short StoryIn which a girl gets dared to call a random number and that person on the other line happens to be a constipated boy. (Told through texts and messages with the occasional [kinda] actual chapters) [Start: June 23, 2017] [End: N/A]