chapter iv

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• 3:30 pm | december 23rd | rose's apartment •

rose: i honestly can't believe you

chance: what is it?

rose: are you seriously playing? you're freaking famous

chance: does it really matter?

rose: it matters that you didn't tell me

chance: so if you thought i was some average guy (which i am) you would've said something differently?

rose: no, you little piece of excrement-- i would've stayed clear of you

chance: why? :(

rose: uh no offence 😅

chance: pretend i'm still the guy who you just randomly texted

rose: so do you genuinely want to talk to me still? even though you probably have others friends and a much more social life?

chance: i can still talk to you :) it's interesting to meet new people

chance: where do you live?

rose: ayyye no

rose: you've been asking me questions but i want to know who you are

chance: i was on a show called boy band, music is my career, and i have a daughter named brooklyn

rose: brooklyn is a nice name

chance: yeah. her mom and i are close

rose: why wouldn't you be?

chance: well we broke things off. we were just teenagers.

rose: it's nice that you guys are still close :)

chance: yeah, we're like siblings. do you have a s/o?

rose: no

rose: honestly, hm, i never fell in love with someone

chance: that sounds sad 😔

rose: not really

rose: i mean, #singleandindependent

chance: same as you ;)

rose: ayyye the winky face

chance: what's wrong with it?

rose: nvm

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