EMO BAND TEXTS 2 - EMO QUARTET AU

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FRIDAY
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August 12th 2022
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10:37 AM
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"He wake up yet?" I asked Alex as she handed me a plastic cup full of Starbucks coffee.

"Nope. Mikey?" She sighed, putting her lavender hair up into a ponytail. "No, did Mai leave yet?" I answered, taking a sip of the caffeinated drink as she nodded, leaning against the kitchen counter. "You should go back into your room, in case your dumb friend wakes up," Raven chimed in. I shod my head to the kitchen table, not noticing she was there before.

"...What?" She chuckled, running her left hand through her raven black hair.

Ha. Raven.

...That was a bad pun.

I shrugged, "see you, rats," I said as I walked away, back to my room.

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11:04 AM
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I put my phone down on the nightstand when I heard the idiot boy start to wake up.

Let me say, it was a bit amusing seeing him freak out for two seconds when he opened his eyes.

"Huh- what-" he looked under the covers.

"Did we-" he immediately sat up.

"No," I chuckled, running my right hand through my bleached hair.

"Wait- what happened?" He asked, a little more calmed down now.

"You and Frank got fucking drunk last night, Alex and I took your dumbasses home with us, because we were leaving anyways, we didn't fuck, but you said some dumb ass shit," I explained as he blinked twice.

"...Dumb shit like... what?" He hesitated as I laughed. "Would you really like to know?"

"Uhh... yeah, I guess?"

"Oh, okay," I sat up straight as he looked at me, a hint of confusion in his facial expression.

"You did call me pretty, hot, sexy, for starters," I chuckled as his face started to turn into a shade of light pink.

"You also kept trying to kiss me, and you kept touching me and shit," I continued as his face progressed to a darker shade of pink.

"You also giggled a lot, but from what Alex is telling me, Frank was a lot more annoying," I added as his face was basically bright red at this point.

"I- uhh," he stuttered as I giggled. "It wasn't that bad, Mikey. But like, can I ask, what the fuck happened that one night when you took me home?"

"Oh," he ran his hand through his hair.

"You flirted with me non stop, and you seemed to call me pretty boy a lot. And I'm gonna say it again, you're almost as bad as Frank is at flirting when you're drunk."

And this is why I don't like to leave my house.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So uhh..."

"Now we're both embarrassed."

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MIKEY
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Hey, at least what I said wasn't a lie.