1234567890: I'm sorry for harassing you yesterday
0987654321: It was quite entertaining
1234567890: I'm glad you enjoyed the show
0987654321: I would rate it a 5/10
1234567890: It was a 10/10 you jealous rat
0987654321: You're rude
1234567890: My birth certificate says otherwise
0987654321: I'm lost
1234567890: My birth certificate states that my name is Lydia. I think you've got the wrong number buddy.
0987654321: Right, I meant to text Rude, my pizza dealer
Lydia: It's an easy mistake don't worry about it
0987654321: I would never worry about it
Lydia: Not even when you're laying on your bed staring at the ceiling?
0987654321: Nope
Lydia: WHAT TYPE OF WIZARD ARE YOU?!?
0987654321: WHAT TYPE OF HUMAN ARE YOU?!?
Lydia: The one that asks for your name
0987654321: Smooth
Lydia: That's an unusual name
0987654321: My name is actually Corbyn
Lydia: And how old are you Corbyn?
Corbyn: I'm 19
Lydia: I'm the big numbero uno eight
Corbyn: I don't think that's how you say number in Spanish
Lydia: Who says I was speaking Spanish?
Corbyn: Me
Lydia: I don't like me then
Corbyn: Why?
Lydia: They're judgemental
Corbyn: Did Me hurt your feelings?
Lydia: NOPE BECAUSE I'M A GIRL BOSS
Lydia: Nevermind I'm not cool enough
Corbyn: Don't worry
Corbyn: Maybe you can wish you were cool when a shooting star comes by
Lydia: Shooting stars are little rocks of dust. They move so fast that they light up
Corbyn: Nevermind you'll never be cool enough
Lydia: I hope your hot pocket is cold in the middle
Corbyn: Why are you so salty?
Lyida: Why are you taking my oxygen?
Corbyn: Fight me
Lydia: I'm going to drink all your chocolate milk
Corbyn: I'll kill you if you do
Lyida: I'm calling the cops
Corbyn: I'm CaLlInG tHe CoPs
Lydia: Lick the floor
Corbyn: No thanks
Lydia: You're annoying
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Word count: 344
What am I even doing with my life? Sigh.
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Wish//Corbyn Besson 《ON HOLD》
Fanfic"My only wish is to have you." This ranked #97 in fanfiction and I keep it here to remember
