Michael is in bold and Eileen is in italics.
July 19th
It was currently, 3 in the morning, and Michael and I was texting non stop.
Favorite color?
Definitely purple.
Mines black.
Black? Really, spearmint?
I'm kidding rogue. It's green.
So our favorite colors together makes Barney? Since he's purple and green.
Once time I was watching Barney with my 5 year old niece Marie, and this one kid said "what other animal do we know that's green and purple?" and baby bop is green and purple and the camera turned to her and she looked mad it was so Funny.
I laughed at michael, and I texted him back saying:
I'm going to sleep. Bye.
I locked my phone and put it on my nightstand, and I feel asleep.
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I woke up at 12:30ish, and I checked my phone and saw that I had 10 new texts from Michael.
Oh, well I'm not tired. I don't know if I'm going to sleep tonight.
Rogue?
Oh yeah, you're sleeping.
I'm pretty sure it's 6 am.
I have go to the studio????????
I hate this.
WHY AM I HERE LUKE JUST BROUGHT ME HERE
I HATE HIM
uGH IM SO TIRED YET IM NOT HELP ME PLEASE
I chuckled at his texts and I texted him back saying:
We should hang out later.
I smile at the next and get up to make breakfast.
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