Dyl-Pickle🥒: Morning, Tommy.
Thomas🚀: Goodmorning Dyl.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: Still blushing?
Thomas🚀: You wish.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: Yeah, I wish.
Thomas🚀: I have no idea what that's supposed to mean but okay.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: You want to know a really cool secret.
Thoms🚀: I really don't.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: I'm a pickle. That's why my name's 'Dyl-Pickle🥒'
Thomas🚀: What does that make me?
Dyl-Pickle🥒: Boring. You need to change your name to something like a nickname, like mine.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: Like mine is a nickname but it's my name and an object or something mixed together.
Thomas🚀: I might just change it to Tommy, it's the easier option and I have to say I do like the nickname.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: Because I call you Tommy, duh.
Thomas🚀: You're so flattering, Dyl.
Dyl-Pickle🥒: I know :)
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I can't tell you how tired i really am. it's 4:40am.
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The dare (dylmas)
Fanfiction'did it hurt? when you fell from heaven?' Dylan sent. Little did he know that one text message to a random stranger, would be the start of a relationship.
