"he's what now!?" a shocked bethany exclaimed, setting her breakfast down on her coffee table.
"that luke hemmings guy, yeah, he's, like, famous. he got totally wasted last night, according to one of his bandmates." shaylee explained, grabbing a pear from bethany's fruit bowl and examining it before taking a bite.
"how long have you known?"
"since, like, one this morning?"
"and you didn't text me!?"
"i thought you'd be asleep!"
"you know i don't sleep!"
their small argument went on a bit longer, before bethany's phone dinged. it was a notification from snapchat, that read the words 'luke hamstrings is typing...'
"i can not believe you didn't tell me when you first found out." bethany mumbled, unlocking her hone to reveal the messages.
luke hamstrings: sry bout last night
luke hamstrings: i was hella drunk
ok.bethany: i know
luke hamstrings: i really didn't mean to text you like tht
ok.bethany: i know
ok.bethany: r u ok?
luke hamstrings: i woke up on my bathroom floor w nothing on me + an empty marlboro box covering my dick man
luke hamstrings: tht wasn't 4 u oops
luke hamstrings: but to answer ur question ya im fine thx
ok.bethany: we have a triple texter, everyone
ok.bethany: and idk whether to find tht funny or disturbing
luke hamstrings: we have a double texter, everyone
ok.bethany: shut up
bethany locked her phone, shaking her head as she absentmindedly hooked her acrylic thumb-nail in her mouth. she looked at her best friend, who had read that entire conversation over her shoulder.
"don't say a word at all." bethany spoke before shaylee could say anything, and they both laughed it off.
*****
hey ya drongos
ok ur all probably very smart {opposite of drongo} but i call lots of people drongos so dw.
i hope u guys like the story so far, and be sure to check out my friend prettysstyles :)
