12:33 p.m.
shawn: danielle I'm so sorry I got stuck in traffic
me: it's okay are you here now?
shawn: yeah I'm looking at you in your bedroom window
me: that's not creepy at all
shawn: well you have it open
me: because it's hot in this house..but it's probably because satan is literally walking around in boxers with no shirt or shoes on
shawn: is this a literal or figurative satan
me: I'm talking about Sumer but whatever Enough about him I'm coming downstairs now
shawn: that's what she said
me: shut up shawn
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Teen Fiction"Idk it's like the more I talk to you danielle, the more I find myself falling in love with you."
