Chapter 3

14.1K 403 290
                                    

Jonah: Hey guys and Breeze

Daniel: Heyo

Corbyn: Salutations

Jonah: Where are Jack and Zach?

Daniel: Don't worry I got this

Daniel: BOOM BOOM

Daniel: LET ME HEAR YOU SAY WAYHOO?

Jack: WAYHOO

Zach: DOUBLE WAYHOO

Corbyn: Where's Breezy?

Jonah: They're funny

Daniel: Breeze is probably a lonely old man

Corbyn: Breeze is a jolly good fellow

Jack: An old gentleman

Zach: A wise old wrinkly sack of potatoes

Jonah: The finest man you'll meet

Jeez Louisiana: I would say more like a nasty version of a hairy trash can

Zach: I just watched Daniel facepalm

Jonah: Are you a boy or a girl?

*Corbyn has changed Jeez Louisiana's name to Breeze*

Breeze: I'm a girl dood

Jack: So a guy?

Daniel: I told you she was an old man

Corbyn: Or maybe a feminine guy

Jonah: ^

Breeze: *I'm a girl, dood

Daniel: Fine give us your Instagram

Daniel: Or are you too old to know what it is?

Zach: STOP BEING MEAN TO GRANDMAMAMA

Breeze: YEAH BUT I HAVEN'T SAVED YOUR NAMES ON HERE YET

Jonah: I'm Jonah

Zach: Don't listen to him his name is actually Hoenah

Corbyn: I'm Corbyn, Corbitch, Corbean, whatever you want to call me

Zach: I'm Namaste, also known as Zach

Jack: My name is Jack but most people call me Noodles

Daniel: Catfish

Breeze: All right so it's Jack but most people call me noodles, Namaste but also known as Zach, Whatever you want to call me, Hoenah

Breeze: And catfish?

Breeze: That's a peculiar name

_______________________________________
Word count: 253
Patriots lost and I'm salty but also happy for the Eagles

Gabbie is out *DROPS SALT AND PICKS UP PEPPER*

Catfish//Daniel SeaveyWhere stories live. Discover now